Mixed Up Confusion
I got a tattoo last week, “l’homme est libre au moment qu’il veut l’etre” across my belly in black ink. It didn’t cost me anything, my brother’s girlfriend was kind enough to do it for free. I must say, she did a good job, as I like it.
My brother invited me over to his place to drink. He picked me up around 11 or 12, I don’t remember. We’ve talked of fighting some big talking whisperers, but after witnessing his sleeping, drinking, and working habits I’m inclined to believe he would fight like a girl.
Wake up, shower, wait, wait, wait, I need another drink, but I shouldn’t drink in the morning; only high dependents drink in the morning. Why does he sleep so long? Christ, his fucking alarm went off 5 times. He’s been in that sack since 2:30 and it’s 11:30 now. I’ve been up since 9:30, just sitting here after my shower; his girlfriend plays Diablo II on a computer to my right. I just sit staring, staring, I need to drink, but I won’t allow it. It’s a horrible struggle as I just sit there staring waiting for that fucker to wake up. These people are complete strangers to me, even my brother, and I hate them all. I’m sure I will see things differently come tomorrow; it has just all come as a bit of a surprise to me.
I mean, invite someone over to drink with you and then you only sit down and drink a half of a beer? I’m sitting on my 7th gin and tonic and you are done drinking at half a beer? I don’t mind drinking alone, but I hate drinking alone with people, it makes me feel like an asshole. The most fun I had that night was when I cut out at 2:00 and went for a walk. Checked out the town, threw rocks at some ducks, and then back to the apartment. No one is around anymore, they must have went to bed. I drink and watch the hamster run around his wheel. I’ll never get to sleep with that fucking hamster running around his wheel. I put a domino under his wheel and have another drink. I listen to music and watch the hamster struggle to get the wheel moving. Soon the domino flies out and the wheel is screeching again; I’ll never get to sleep. I pick up a piece that was lying on the table and take 2 hits off of the residue, I close my eyes, I end the night.
