This is the first Saturday night I've had off in a few weeks (hopefully the first in a long line, but I doubt it) so I'm sitting here with my rum, my Coke, and an ample amount of cigarettes for the night. Life don't get no better. Unfortunately, I've always had a hard time getting drunk at home. I can drink all night and nothing, but if I have two drinks at a club or restaraunt, I'm half blitzed...of course, those drinks are usually Long Islands.

I wish I could be drunk for tomorrow. I'm sure it's going to suck. Hooray for understaffing. Three people to work all of the grocery shelves tonight, a LOT of tags to hang and signs to make, and no one around to do either. Wonder how much of it will be waiting for me in the morning. I probably don't want to know. But that's for tomorrow. Tonight, we DRINK!

You know what sucks? There are about 8 places within walking distance from the apartment to get drunk, but I just don't have the cash for it. Damn it.

Girl's still at work, and will be until 11. Then she has to get home, which will be tricky since it snowed beyond all predictions today, and she said she hasn't seen a single salt truck go by. What the hell are those state boys doing? They must not want to work Saturday nights, either.

Okay, enough rambling. I've said all there is to say about my day, so I'll just go read some random journals or download some porn or something. Ahh, porn, my dark goddess...

Wooderson

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