I am destroyed by the inside... Oh, the mind really does go blank when one is drunk, it really is all true what they say about the experiences of alcohol. I meant no harm by it, honestly. It was just available, in the open in the fridge when I could not find sleep last night, something that occurs often. Beer, Vodka and Smirnoff has never tasted so good. Oh, I am done now. Hangovers are not as bad as everyone makes them out to be either. Moving on... John, Jordan, my mother, Nick, Tony, and myself went and watched 50 First Dates today at the movie theatre. Hah! There were some very humorous parts in there but not as over all funny as I or others turned it out to be. I want a walrus by the name of Jocko and a penguin with the name of Willy. Anyone willing to get me those? I got three showers today, each one brought upon more friendly meetings between my razor and my leg. I would attempt to count them but I no longer know what ones are scars and the newest ones. Going outside is not as great as people make it out to be, honestly, it is quite a drag. The only joys I find of being outside is when it rains, there is no sun, and just an overcast all day. Now there is the perfect weather, if there is such a word of perfect.. --As always, with something to think about, I will be leaving you now... Days until AFI Concert: Eight Secret Window released: Twenty-one days Days until I am finally able to see Benn again: Thirty-five ...I disassociate. I hope to destroy the outside.