EPT"Why is my girlfriend lying on the floor… boy look at that snarl, she does not look happy. Fuck I must be sweaty cause the bed is soaked bitch. ( because I call myself bitch in the wee wee hours of the mourning) " Heather ( obviously my girlfriend's name) what ya doing on the floor?"
"Jack, (me… duhh) you pissed the fucking bed."
"naw I'm just sweating worse then I ever have in my own life after a night of heavy drinking."
Then I looked at the sentence I just said. "Ohh…. oh shit….:" I had officially just wet the bed…. and I'm am 24 years old… oh and if that's not bad enough, it's not like I was just drunk and sleeping and my urethra opened up all by itself, apparently (because I don't remember this) I purposely took out my dick and took a piss on the bed. The bed my girlfriend was still in. She yelled at me to no avail. I was drunk. Correctly, she made her move to the floor. She knew I was retard drunk when I got back into the bed I had just pee'd on, and pulled the warm cover back over my body. But it was just sweat….. a lot of sweat. Salty ass sweat! ….Yellow salty ass sweat?…. So how did I get the point where I lie in my own piss willingly? Lets take a look,
Pretty much in a nutshell,
To be read super fast in a silly voice, (try american frezza's voice)
Last episode of Dragon bal…… Jack's life, Jack lost all of his self value after repeatedly failing college, and not real college but just community college. After which he lost his 97 civic to parking tickets. (and not grandma's civic but one with coil overs, intake ,exhaust, carbon hood, gutted, my personal car….) At the same time he lost his license due to……… and now it's not funny, it's just a person bitching about their life…. (you can stop reading in a silly voice it's going back to normal now.) well, I guess you'll just have to believe me that I made poor choices that put me a place where I no longer respected or liked myself. Which takes us to last night.
There wasn't even a point where something took me over the edge, it was simply a slow culmination of all the factors of my life that expelled themselves in one crushing night, that very much like the characters in The Hangover, I have no memory of. I went a party, more of a kick back, got drunk (wasted apparently) and went home with my girlfriend. (who drove sober cause she's awesome and not retarded) Then at home I guess I got mad at something. (checked my battle.net profile and it doesn't show a bunch of loss from drinking and gaming, a crime in many communities. So it wasn't nerd rage that unleashed the beast)
Why am I squinting to see the screen right now? Oh yea i guess I must have lost my glasses last night. sigh…… I did lose them, but not like lose like I don't know where they are lose,but like they are destroyed lose. (my least favorite kind of lose) Ha, (cause lol is lame) and I don't even know where the remains of them are. So they are lost……. and lost. (which is probably for the best since looking at my own retardeness in in the form of my own broken glasses would help nothing) Why does my hand keep trying to move an imaginary object to the right of me? Oh yea, because there use to be a mouse there. I barely remember disconnecting it last night. Another sigh… I wish that that meant I took it out of its respective usb port of my girlfriends computer, but alas it's just as you all feared. I guess I just was seeing if it would work wirelessly. It did not…
So I hyper raged (props to farscape!) and ruined a lot of my own stuff. Some by hand, but most fell to urine….. I'm so sorry teddy……I love you I fucking swear! So what are my options this mourning? Keep hating myself or move on? The choice is simply, but not easy. My girlfriend is really taking nearly getting pee'd on, outside the shower, very well. Luckily she had her trusty d20 and rolled at nat 20 to dodge the urine. The mouse was a simple mouse ($20). My glasses were old but worked ($100 new, so worth 20-60 today…. I mean yesterday, today they are lost and worthless) All replaceable things. But my girl's still here, and she's priceless. And we don't evan have a mastercard.
Here's the point where Kyle says, "But I've learned something today."
I have drinking problem and need to quit. Possessions are awesome but are not everything. The most valuable thing in this world is the loved one's you surround yourselves with. LOVE THEM! Like now, get off tl for one fucking second and call your loved ones and just say something nice. And technically if you are awesome, they won't say, "Why are you being so nice for no reason," They will simply say. "Thank you for being yourself."
Love you TL, this site keeps my going sometimes.
