I know..

...it's Monday, and you are miserable.   You're at work, sitting at your desk, realizing that your life hasn't really turned out like you had expected.  You know you deserve more than this.  You're fairly certain that someday, someday, you will rise above your unfulfilling, soul-draining situation.
 
The sad truth is-you probably won't.
 
If you haven't yet achieved your goals or dreams, the odds are, you never will.  With every day, no, every minute that goes by, the dreams that once seemed so inevitably...inevitable become more and more distant.
 
How sad is your life?  Well, if the "highlight" of your day was checking this blog, to see what kind of shenanigans I got up to this past weekend,  that's really fucking sad. 
 
Admit it, this is probably one of the first websites you checked as soon as your boss wasn't looking.   Sad.
 
I mean, it's not as if my life is even that exciting.  It's just that, in comparison to your staid existence, I rock.  Once again, sad.
 
Since you are so determined to live vicariously throught my experiences, I will indeed write about my past several days.  Tomorrow.
 
I'm tired, I'm drunk, and I have a belly full of "mystery pills."   Believe me, it's been an interesting week, culimating in an old-school punk rock free-for-all with D.R.I. earlier this evening in Long Island, I'm just not in the mood to type it all out right now.   I need to make sleep. 
 
I like the fact that you check this blog every day to see what I'm up to.  It makes me feel special.  You, on the other hand, really need to get out more.  
 
...sheeit...