There was only a slight sliver of awkwardness when my random friend showed up. He hadn’t really changed much, which made me feel I’d changed even more. Last time he saw me I had long, jet black hair, lived only for Nails and Manson, didn’t drink, and well…hadn’t done some other things, too. Honestly, I can’t think of one thing that had changed about him.

I was initially in a weird mood, some mix of nervous and apathetic. We eventually ended up at Harry’s where a bit of one long island put me in my happy place. A lot less time is wasted when alcohol’s involved. I like to call it life without bullshit. No time wasted on formalities & inhibitions.

Last night got bad. I drink entirely too fast. I was so far gone that Harry’s became really quiet. Everything just became one sound and faded in to the background. I wanted so badly to just sleep right there.

So that was too detailed…anyway, trying to get pics from Rachel to post soon…

I should have been on my way to a nails concert right now. Bastards.