I'm drunk!

Hey!

10 minute revive?

Idk im trying to sober up before i get back on the train

Im at bedford ave and north 7th st. But at heart im at an arbys in dallas

"Hey boys, arby's on me, our record just went aluminum"

If someone is willing to teleport me to an arbys location - any arbys location - i will buy them an arbys value meal

you can buy a whole roast at arby's you know

it can be done is all that I'm saying

Teleport me sufjan i'll hook u up with a roast

no arby's near me either ;_;

:'(

I need to make some changes in my life.

For now though if anyone is in penn station holla and i'll say something witty

there's an arby's very near me (Carrboro, NC) perhaps I will go investigate the drive-thru after I finish this 40

U shd probably drink 2 40s b4 hitting up the drive through. It isn't safe to drive if you are feeling at all nervous and malt liquor can help with that.

mebbe, we'll see. in the meantime, Operation Listen To Every Version of "Helter Skelter" On My Computer Back-to-Back proceeds apace

I didnt bring headphones for the train. I need to read italo calvino, wallace stevens, or edmund wilson once my phone dies. Fuc

iirc max is often in penn station, reading a book

Trains about to leave the station. If max is here speak now or regret it for the rest of your life

read the Stevens, duh—he'll make u smarter & happier & maybe even less drunk (if yr drunk)

Wallace "Surfin'" Stevens

The stevens book is essays though, not poems

if on a winter's night a tweeship

i think i got it. treeface and waterface are the same person. or a comedy duo with treeface as the straightman and waterface as the "funny" one

We are not the same fuckng person Treeship and markers are the same person

As waterface's father, I can attest that he is not Treeship.

waterface, i love you in the sense that i love all people, but i had a good thing going here until you showed up and i became known as a meme/negative image of you.

jk i don't care

or maybe i do care. or maybe not.

????????

sorry i am still sort of drunk. but home safe.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61ZQfl5KggL._SY300_.jpg

i cried listening to this song once.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhrBDcQq2DM

those papers actually DID write themselves. and i just finished. i don't expect A's anymore, only B's. we'll see.

god, i'm just psychotic when i drink now. harmless to anyone really, but myself. i'm just on this self-destruction thing, and i really get off on humiliation, lately. it's sick, but more than that, it's just sad. and repulsive. i need to switch to pot, which, i think is generally gross... but, this cannot continue. maybe pot would be a more controlled release? i'm drunk. paramore fucking rules and it's cute when they play them in the dining hall.

please ban me, before i ban myself.

Pot would not be a good idea for u imo. When i was suffering from serious self esteem issues pot would just exacerbate them a millionfold, ie make me feel unattractive, increase feelings of guilt etc. i'd advise you against that but everyones brain chemistry is different

drunk!

have had good and bad experiences with it in my teens! who cares! let's be drunk, and:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOiKa51ll-k

also: Always, Anthony Adverse, and the Ruling Class, and basically everyone on good ol' El rule! (this includes Momus!) must go, must go. don't need to be here, you don't need me here, need to get out of here, etc.

i miss bimble, and when we would just both scream at each other in agreement. i miss getting recklessly, and unfortunately drunk with him. i miss him. i miss him. i miss fawning over the two or three Sundays b-sides that actuaelly existed. i miss him. i just miss him. i miss his taste in music, and dream pop, and ethereal darkwave, and ridiculousness. i miss bimble. we were like, twins.

getting papers done is cool, enjoy your beers b_s.

I was just reading this little essay on blake and the guy, for whatever reason, says that swedenborg imagines heaven as a never ending theological chat between angels: you get to talk for at least 24 hours non-stop, reach some marvelous conclusion, you fuck, you sleep, and when you wake up you train like a roman soldier until exhausted, sleep, wake up and then repeat over and over again.

except he, in my unfortunate admission, fucked up ilm for a bit. i wouldn't do that. though, we had precisely the same taste in music. i'd rather fuck up drunk threads. i miss bimble. i'd post this nowhere else.

getting papers done is cool, enjoy your beers b_s.

fuck you and don't encourage me. J/K and I LOVER YOU.

Get drunker wolves. just, get so drunk that you talk about embarrassing bands you like, or something. talk about them. just, don't put me on the spot like this, lest i upload my last shitty paper, or something.

i come here for pain. like i need anymore. everything gives me pain.

i wish my father was alive. i wish bimble was alive. i wish i was alive. i died inside years ago. i don't know what i'm doing. i wish i had enough money to make it better. everything is useless.

i hate myself, but i love my school. i'm so happy to be here, but i wish i was dead. take a lesson from me. most people can't actually do what i do. but, i do it every day. i don't know what anything means, anymore. i drink, and fall asleep, and then i want to drink more. i like studying here. i'm extremely good at it, for fuck's sake. upenn profs keep e-mailing me. i'll probably slum it at madison, for sake of convenience. i wish i could sleep forever. i wish my sister had ... a better brain and opportunities. if she's retarded, then call her that. i never wanted to leave her behind. i wish she could go to college. she never can. i never wanted to pass her. i hate myself. i hate god. i don't understand it. i don't understand why god made me or my sister this way. i hate god. i want things to be fair. i just want to know that my sister will survive, if i die. i'm just, going to drink myself to death. and, this is a joke, it can't last much longer. if i hit 30, then, jesus christ. no one expects that. i just want to be able to sleep and know that my sister is ok. i hate god.

what do you drink?

I would like to read your paper but that's way off, guess I should start using slsk again. Anyways, I finished some cool stuff today too and I'm way too nostalgic about the ride with the best friend that never took off, virtual life got in the way. Difficult to talk about this irl and you should not do it online.

I like this song right now:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdvOf06pIGQ

This night belongs to Germany.

There is this thing called the social artwork. Later, maybe.

So I'm drunk. And I've spent so many of my last several weekends working I've forgotten how to party. (Assuming I ever DID know.) Bleah.

BUENO DIA

I have basically spent this weekend drinking and watching documentaries

i am continuing now in that vein

there was the one about the psychology of batman and the one about snoop lion's reggae album and i just finished a 3 hour thing about the history of house and a bunch of cyberpunky short films