Alcohol

Sometimes, just sometimes, Alcohol seems to be the problem of - and the answer to - all of Man's problems.

I need a drink. After all that's happened. A small ripple, but one that I must address. So now, I have many people pissed at me. But then again, after thinking through, none of it is really my fault.

Whatever. I have a draft post on WHY I HATE CLARENCE. But since he's my friend, (still, though slipped a lot), I shall not post it up, but keep as a reminder of better times.

I need 9 Kamikazes. Please.

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