Addicted
What Kind of Dream is That?
I have no idea what I was dreaming about the night before last. The dream could have been about anything but there is one part I remember about the dream. I wouldn’t smoke. Whatever the hell was going on there, at some point the situation came up where I could have smoked. I could have [...]
It Feels Like Friday
It’s terrible to realize it’s only Thursday when it feels like a Friday. I feel like partying. I feel like having some beer and listening to music and doing other stuff while I’m singing along. My snookey almost had me talked into some beer. He has some in the fridge. I don’t drink that kind [...]
