"And, oh, as I fade away,
They'll all look at me and say,
and they'll say:
'Hey look at him! Ill never live that way'
But that's okay-- they couldn't anyway."
Only ventured outside for about 20 minutes today, but while in hiding I got a lot of writing done, continuing work on Solid Ground and nearly finishing a new poem call We Laugh Indoors (Good old Death Cab). To top it all off, I woke up with a new story in my head that could be really awesome if I can figure out how to write it. Finished The Sirens of Titan (read it!) and will probably start Fates Worse Than Death before bed. Had no inclination to drink today, let alone enough of a compulsion to leave the house in search of some sweetness. Maybe tomorrow.
Drink Count: 0
Name this quote: "Aww, he looks like a little insane drunken angel."
3 comments:
Amy's so sweet. What a perfect caption for you. Also, your hair looks like Rob Thomas.
Oh god I know this quote! But I don't know it right now. This is going to drive me crazy Adam, hope you're happy with yourself. Now I have to go drink German beer to make myself feel better. Are you happy now? Are you?! Hope you feel better soon.
Hey, it's enlightening to drop in and catch occasional snippets of your blog. Wonderful to see the minimalist lifestyle is alive and well, please continue to carry the torch. Watch ANY pink stuff, NFG. Cheers.
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