April 16, 2006 / 7:34 p.m.

wasted on the way home from the city, redline to braintree, off at quincy. one two three four five beers too many and there's a cute girl sitting next to me. if i wasn't such a drunk i'd probably say something smooth and debonair. instead all i can do is listen to my ipod and try not to stare

too much

i guess this is what my life has come to. expectations that i'm too much of a failure to live up to.

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