collections 5:12

It's not too often that I throw up twelve year old scotch, but last night was one of those nights. As I got up this morning, there were many questions I had... Since I hadn't eaten yesterday, what exactly did I throw up in the small wastebasket next to my bed? Why wasn't my phone working? How did my mp3 player run out of battery? Why was there half a cigarette in my pocket? Either way, I'm hung over. I haven't been so incapable of handling my liquor in a long time and I'm using this opportunity to sober up. Especially since my phone is completely useless at the moment and frankly, that just makes me feel unsafe. There's no reason it shouldn't work and I heard my alarm whisper to me at 10:30 this morning, as it does every morning. So I can't really imagine why it's not working. Either way, it's making this dehydration drive headache so much worse. There isn't a whole hell of a lot you can do in society anymore without a goddamn phone. So I'm going to borrow someone else's phone to see if the sim card is the problem or the phone itself. When one is solved, the other shall soon be fixed. I'd rather not go out of my way to buy a phone off ebay or some other shit, but as I said- You can't necessarily live without one. Everything else is slowly coming together- even the memories. The second major issue is the severe lack of food in my apartment. Right now, the only thing to my name is onion soup and it's not as though I don't have any money, but I'm going to be hard pressed to find the strength to make it to the grocery store today. When you peer at all the evidence, it seems like giving up liquor is the right choice, right? Well... everything in moderation. Note to self: Take it the fuck easier. I better deal with some of this right now.