The Thing That

Today I am very very tired. I guess this is what happens when, at midnight the night before, someone crushes a vicodin into powder and convinces you to snort a line of it (after plying you with red wine and weed). I had time to drive home and stuff two slices of pizza and 1/4 pint of ice cream into my salivating gob (fuck that clean livin' shit!) before nodding off. I been sleepy all day but now, at 3ish, my eyes are heavy. I wish I had the kind of desk I could crawl under and sleep...