...to touch is to heal,
to hurt is to steal,
if you wanna kiss the sky,
better learn how to kneel
on your knees boy

she's the way
the turns the tide
she sees the man inside the child
yeah

I've no idea why that song is in my head. I'm sitting here trying to sober up so I don't go to bed with a hangover. Just got back from my friend Andy's birthday party, which was fun. Basically, everyone he and his g/f know thrown into a couple small spaces with music and videos and alcohol. It was good. Saw some people I hadn't seen in a while, one or two that I really didn't -wanna- see and a couple others I would've liked to have stayed longer. Still, all in all, it was fun. Even managed to snag a few (tongue-laden) kisses out of this one girl, 'til I got a bit concerned about how drunk she actually was. Eh...not that it really matters, since I'm pretty sure she wants me. They all do, you know.

Was in Chinatown earlier today. Thought about buying a shirt, a pair of shoes, a cane...decided against them all. Maybe when I have an income again, but not before. Bad enough I'm planning on spending money I shouldn't on things I don't really need, like a new bed or a rented tux...

Fuck, I don't think I can stay awake any longer. I'm trying to keep myself hydrated and that's marginally successful, but...who knows? I may not be able to go the distance. Sad state of affairs, what with me being such an experienced alcoholic from a long line of alcoholics....