I am drunk,
da drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, and I am going to have a bruise the size of a
small country on my leg from a wall failing to dance with me. But it’s been
worth it. I’ve had a lot of fun today. It’s been a while since I’ve been happy
drunk.
Drunk has
been my coping mechanism lately. Hopefully I’m back to writing now because drunk solves
nothing other than making me too tired to kill anyone the follow day… so I guess
that’s a victory.
I’ve
decided, I shall be carrying on the daily blog for another week, mainly because
I’ve really enjoyed them. I feel amazing, my mind is clear, I’m not stressed, and
I’m not struggling to bite my tongue. I love the feeling of not having anything
bottled up.
Although
that said, I think killed Larry off, but these things happen. I’m not really surprised
and I’m sure none of you are either. It’s just one of those things. He may be
ok, he might come back as a zombie, only time will tell.
I am going
to go and break that golden rule, write drunk, edit sober…. If I did my editing
sober, I’d never post anything interesting. I’d probably get in way less trouble
though. Anyways, you beautiful people, it’s time for the question. How do you
deal with stress? Let me know in the comment box below? And as always stay and
play safe.
Love,
The Honest
Bitch
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