All I have been doing lately is sitting around stuffing my face and being cynical.
I decided briefly to stop drinking because I had a few nights at work where I was drunk and angry all night and started being rude to customers for no reason. And then there was one night where I puked in the back of the store and had to clean it up, but that might or might not have been because of drugs I took before I went there.
Whenever things like this happen I start telling myself that I'm going through a vital character-building period of suckage designed specifically to make me a cooler person, but I'm starting to believe that that's a big pile of steaming horseshit and the real reason so many bad things happen to me is because I have a bad attitude and hate myself and choose to always do things that I know will fuck shit up. Maybe I should stop reading so much Flannery O'Connor.
I masturbated like four times today. Pretty excessive, even for me. Not exactly sure what the deal is.