Current mood:

grateful

following the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked.
if you were like me circa just shy of about a month ago, you might assume that your tendency to do absurd things like immediately instant message your ex-boyfriend when you see him sign on for the first time in literally years (his screenname, tardfest2003, unintentionally alludes to all one might need to know about that relationship for the purposes of this example), or become teary-eyed while listening to 'dreams' by van halen, or cause a ruckus in the cafe when a loud and lazy-eyed man yells "FUCK YOU TOO, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" in response to some choice words you said to him after he very rudely jumped in front of you in line, yes, you might assume these sorts of things were directly related to how much time you spent fueled by cheap vodka.

however, these incidents and others comparable to them in their absurdity have all taken place over the past several days while i was dead sober and feeling pretty alright. and the familiarity of the circumstances and the consistency of my reactions to them are comforting.


yep. today i am grateful that i will always be exactly like this.