Seriously!
I think I'm on a mission to kill myself or something. And why do I have this tendency of putting my foot in my mouth when I drink... Really my mouth tastes like my foot was in it... What's strange is that.. I was drinking in the Bar and I'm totally fixed on a girl reading her textbook. Sure the girl is cute but I'm just totally bugging because I want to know what she's reading... that's just not normal. I seriously need a life!
On a side note... I saw Charlie again last night. For those that don't know he's this bum I buy drinks for now and then. I won't give him money or buy him a bottle but I'll buy him a drink like a normal person. But get this... he actually bought me a wine last night... go figure. But close to closing I seriously looked at him. The guy has skin cancer, just a couple marks on his face but it has to be cancer. And from the looks of it I'd guess it's metastasized already. He has no chance of getting better. And I can get't this quote out of my head... get busy living or get busy dying...
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