Ah, le alcohol...

I think I'm almost drunk.

Half a bottle of wine and half a pitcher of beer... I'm turning into a lightweight. Just as well - means I'm not drinking so much these days.

There's something nice about hanging with old friends. That understanding, of knowing the past gaps and just filling up the present. Had dinner with my oldest friend in the world. We've known each other since we were 10 -- that's a long fucking time.

And bless us, we both had the sense to leave our hometown for greener pastures -- ironic, considering Toronto is about as non-green as you can get, but there you go.

There are things I want to write right now, but suspect I'll just regret them in the morning.

Sometimes it's better just to shut the hell up.