...drunken homecoming posts...
Well, if you haven't figured or guessed yet...I've returned.
I'm back online and I've settled (as much as I'd like to) into my apartment in Oceanside.
So, if any of you feel like visiting or receiving a guest...you should know how to reach me.
It's very lonely down here. I have no will to do anything for the most part...and it seems to take Highlander-esque situations to draw old friends from the four corners of the known world to my location. So, you should probably call...otherwise you may run across a morose and drunken man who has no will to live except for the bottle, sentimental memories, and the urge to fight the good fight and die with the enemies heart in my hand. Unfortunately, at this moment I feel like I'm the enemy/outsider and it doesn't help that I'm depressed and I've been passed over for promotion this year.
Good thing there's always Giblin's...so I can drown my sorrows in whiskey and ale.
I'm feeling out-of-sorts and I'm a good three-sheets-to-the-wind. After enduring annoying/childish drama and nerve-wracking stupidity...I'm ready to call it quits. At least the people in the pub were kind, but I'm still feeling empty and unfulfilled.
I'm back online and I've settled (as much as I'd like to) into my apartment in Oceanside.
So, if any of you feel like visiting or receiving a guest...you should know how to reach me.
It's very lonely down here. I have no will to do anything for the most part...and it seems to take Highlander-esque situations to draw old friends from the four corners of the known world to my location. So, you should probably call...otherwise you may run across a morose and drunken man who has no will to live except for the bottle, sentimental memories, and the urge to fight the good fight and die with the enemies heart in my hand. Unfortunately, at this moment I feel like I'm the enemy/outsider and it doesn't help that I'm depressed and I've been passed over for promotion this year.
Good thing there's always Giblin's...so I can drown my sorrows in whiskey and ale.
I'm feeling out-of-sorts and I'm a good three-sheets-to-the-wind. After enduring annoying/childish drama and nerve-wracking stupidity...I'm ready to call it quits. At least the people in the pub were kind, but I'm still feeling empty and unfulfilled.