I have to stop going to gay-centric AA meetings. I just sit there and imagine what it would be like to have a sober boyfriend. I'm thinking pretty fucking boring, based on the guys I have to listen to.
Sorry, I don't mean that. I'm just hot and cranky and really want to get high and go to an air conditioned movie theater and eat Sour Skittles. It's weird to think that three months ago I could have done that and felt no guilt.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
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