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"Shit I probably won't remember."

I just spent the past few hours finishing the new King novel. 351 pages in two days (Sunday doesn't count, because I didn't read at all). Also, I drank an entire bottle of Wild Turkey Rare Breed (108.2 proof) in two days. The book was good, the bourbon was excellent.

The bourbon (combined with an heroic drinking session at The BAG, and random ingestion of several illegal substances) led me to calling Laura late last night, and that's never (well, hardly ever) a Good Idea. It tends to depress the Holy Fuck out of me. Just like reading her Blog. For no reason other than that I still miss her, and knowing that she's carrying on, living her life, and getting along just fine without me hurts my guts. Which is probably why I devoured that novel in two days. It's a nice escape from my own sullen thoughts. Same as the bourbon.

Feh.

In other news, Matt still owes me $400.00 (which should actually be $600.00, but that's a whole other story) from the gigs last week. I'm rapidly becoming short on patience...it's probably not a Good Idea to push your luck around me these days, especially when it concerns money or loyalty.

But, when all else fails, there is Noelle. I'm heading down to Maryland in a few weeks to attend a party at her house-no reason or theme, just a random gathering of friends. I'll finally get to meet her South Pals, and it's always nice to get the Hell out of Dodge for a day or two.

I apologize for the "whiny bits" up top in this Blog, I told Bob that giving me barrel proof bourbon was a Bad Idea...