Kevin's Random Thoughts

Friday, July 23, 2004

Time to start over...

I think I can finally work this blog. Part of me needs to. Too much I've been leaving inside since I stopped drinking. No sex and no beer make Kevin go... aw to Hell with it.

So I don't drink anymore. My reasons are my own. If they were yours, I'd tell you to shove it and down one. If you know why I stopped, then you don't need and explanation here. If you don't know... then you don't know who I am and have no reason for reading this drivel. But thanks for stopping by.

I think about drinking a lot. Not as much as sex, but still quite a bit. I really miss going out to Oxygen on Saturday nights, even though none of my friends wanted to go and I'd end up pissed off at something. Or do something stupid. Or drink and drive. I think I understand why battered women go back to the asshole who beats them. No, wait, I don't. They're fucking retarded.

I keep telling myself I won't drink until the wedding (no, not mine, Chris' you silly goose). I don't know. It feels like a waste. Not that the wedding shouldn't be celebrated, but is Kevin getting drunk what the night really needs? What will I do if I do get smashed? I can't do anything stupid. Various relatives will beat me. What will I do if I stay sober? I'll end up driving everyone home. I'd rather take the beating. "But wait, Kevin. Can't you drink just a little? You know, moderation." What the fuck's the point? It's all or nothing in primetime, baby.

Harvey... You want to know what I expect of you? I expect you to be the guy I met in 2000 and loved in 2001. That guy is needed. While we're at it... Tubb, Ryan, and Chris need to be themselves from that time period as well. Chris can't (he's not allowed), and Tubb and Ryan don't even realise they've changed. And yes, I realised I'm different now too. But c'mon... do you guys REALLY want that Kevin back? He makes people smash wood belts.

Songs about turning back time depress me. So does "Don't Stop Believin'", but in a kick ass way. I don't even like Journey.

I don't feel like typing anymore.

I need a drink.

¶ 5:32 AM

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