I don't like having company when I'm drunk because I say more than I should.
But I like having company when I'm drunk, because I'm drunk and I don't know all that.
I am drunk now. I think the last time I was completely sober was when I filled the tub.
I also realised I don't have a bed anymore. Where the fuck am I going to sleep?
Half of my bedroom is charred. My favourite shirt is charred. My boots are charred too.
I should get my shit together and replace some of the charred planks, so they won't break under my weight when I'm upstairs.
I should drink another cup of whisky, too.
