Welcome to the Drunk House

yes, i've returned to the bottle, but it seems justified at the moment... i'm so freaking amped up about my grad school applications that its the only way i can get to sleep. not smart, but effective... i just have to compile and print out my portfolio and i'm done. how cool is that shit? yeah, it is that cool... god i'm so drunk...

chris repaired our house computer. my piece of apple brilliance is mine again, and it won't plug in right. its dying even as i type. sad. i know.

aside from that (63%) things are... interesting. chris took a look at my brother's pornography... she found it boring. i could have told her that based on his girlfriends and general attitude, but it was amusing to have her draw the same conclusions from physical evidence; blondes with big augmented tits, like so many straight males... i'm embarassed that my brother is so boring...

in other news, wolf-boy of last year has re-contacted me. not sure what the hell to do with that... but its strangely gratifying, in a way...

anyway, gonna get some sleep now. adieu to you all,

josh.