Going where the water taste like wine...

...so i can jump in the water and stay drunk all the time :)

Yeah, it's about the only attainable "goal" I have these days.

The irony is that I am not unattractive nor uninteresting... really don't get me started.

Drunk is good. I'd count the ways but I can't seem to get past one.

The joys of a nice chianti...

Shrug...the movement, not the band.

It's the damnedest thing, I still can't cry. I've culivated a whole new level of stoicism. It's pretty sad.

I've pretty much latched onto that one Panic! at the Disco song. It's like track 12 on the cD and it has a ridiculously long tititle but what's important are the following lyrics, because the following lyrics totally espouse the way I feel as of late. And the fact that I used the word espouse proves I haven't drank enough to be a mere mortal. Any here goes an artist rendition of how Jenny feels as if it's being sung to me by someone who contributed to my destruction...

Please leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.

From that moment, you'll be out of place and under dressed.

I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.

Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring end

Please leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.

From that moment, you'll be out of place and under dressed.

I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.

Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring end

When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes, woah-oh

Everything goes according to plan.

I'm the new cancer,Never looked better, you can't stand it.

Because you say so under your breath.

You're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer,Never looked better and you can't stand it.

Next is a trip to the.. the ladies room in vain andI bet you just can't keep up(keep up!) with these fashionistas and. Tonight tonight, you are you are a whispering campaign.I bet to them, your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like sh-- Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears.And keep telling yourself that,"I'm a diva"Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box On the table, they just so happen to be laced with Nitroglycerin.

I'm the new cancer,Never looked better, you can't stand it.

Because you say so under your breath.

You're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer,Never looked better and you can't stand it.

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?I've never looked better and you can't stand it.Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?I've never looked better and you can't stand it.And I know and I know, It just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up. I've never been so surreptitious, so of course I'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

***

Call it a mood. Call it a shift in the winds of my life. No one looks at me anymore. No one's knocking at my door.

Where is the justice in life? I bust my ass and get nothing. Meanwhile,

complete waste of space use neopotism to land

jobs that other people have worked their whole life to get.

I'm moving to England in hope of becoming a hooligan. I like Manchester United, and

damn it! I'm not afraid to beat people up to prove it!

Or I'm just going to pour another glass.