So visiting family in SoFl means I can't drink nearly as much as I do up in Tallahassee. See, Beer for me has become something I look forward to throughout the day. Helps time go by faster. when I should be paying attention to lessons on Kerouac and Faulkner, I'm really thinking about how heavily I'm going to be drinking. Now living back in West Palm Beach requires me to, you know, think of ways to make my day more entertaining rather than having a six pack and letting nature run it's course. However, without what I consider the catalyst to what makes me a more entertaining person and not the shell of a man you hear about here, I've been having a increasingly harder time restraining myself from throwing a chair through a sliding glass window to vent my frustrations. I'm looking forward to christmas and more specifically getting stuff for christmas. I'll admit it, I love free shit that I don't have to pay for. Paying rent and other bills has made my lifestyle a lot less fun than when I was on active duty and in high school when I didn't have to worry about that. Now it's down to making life decisions at the cost of fun. Residing in a college town with a small job market is pretty much the worst way to make a living. Oh well, I'm home for three weeks and I get to free load.
Ma-Halo
-Bnew
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