i usually post these when i’m drunk (to be totally honest) which probably causes me to “loosen up” (as it were), but i am not drinking now so don’t expect anything terribly interesting this time around.
hey, i just thought of something: i don’t remember my dreams. i mean, if i do dream, i don’t really remember doing so and i noticed if i drink before i go to bed, i am guaranteed to have a dream i remember. sometimes they’re reeeaaaallly weird, but no crazy nightmares or anything. i’m pretty much just sitting in front of the computer when i’m doing this, so it’s not like i’m prowling the streets of new york with my “bros” getting “fucked up” and “chasing skirts.” sometimes i chase the cats (i’ll get into that at a later time) but the cats are definitely not wearing skirts. mostly because they’re male cats. mostly.