*hic*

I’ve been drinking a lot lately. It’s not like I enjoy the taste of alcohol, I actually quite dislike it. It’s just a matter of boredom, doing what everyone else is doing, losing responsibility one peg at a time, I don’t know. I’m at a point in my short life where I’m just getting taken in by the tide, offering no resistance at all. I did that all of these years and it was alright. But I don’t feel like I want to do that anymore. Why? Probably because sometimes you get so sick of your self righteous bullshit and you don’t want people to look upto you anymore and you just want to tell yourself that it’s okay to feel like a fool afterward. Where does alcohol fit into this? As much as I tell myself to let loose, I think I’m just hardwired to be a tightass. Alcohol gives me my excuse and that I so willingly am able to take to it and pretend I’m don’t know better, is an added bonus.

I hope my mother never gets internet savvy. This would distress her, to say the least.

Ps: Beth Orton has a lovely voice.