loosing funding. unstructured depression. loosing a girl you've known for years and dated for six months. batshit crazy psycho-obsessive-girl-you-dated-for-a-little-while stalking you, friend of ten years flipping out at you on your birthday, in public, causing the girl you've known for years and just started dating to leave you (who can blaim her). mom freaking out at you and accusing you of ruining her golden years. finding a job that might lead to a career out of the school rat race only to loose it again, unexpectedly.
All these things fade away with drink.
But what doesn't, loosing an idea.
I was out at the bodega, and had a brilliant post.
now gone.
That'll fuck you up, no matter how drunk you are.
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