The journey has begun ...

as I type this, I am still intoxicated by Alcohol ... my head still spins and No i do have a life. As obsessed as I am with this motherfucking internet, I am grieving * financial grief * .... and thus I type this. I will spare u from the agony of having to share my misery .. which we will call 'fate'. We will speak of my fateful journey which has finally begun, June the 12th ... and had my very first farewell ...

my friend zulfi leaves for london this week and his return is only after my depature thus this early begining of brain numbing farewells ... so I bunked work .. cuz I wanted to go drinking and brisbane being brisbane, sunday aint too good a day, most clubs are * gay* sunday nites .. besides i'd bunk work when its 20$ an hr, rather then 25 an hr.

Its been an evening filled with alcohol, more than I can handle .. more than I can afford and more than I can handle .. i said that already .. doh ! Irony is, I wasnt going to drive, I did. Irony is he insisted I park @ his place and he'd drive, I ddnt ... Irony is I saw the tow away sign .. I parked .. Irony is .. minutes ago I was staring into a pair of desiel shoes on sale ... Irony is they were 250 bucks on sale .. Irony is .. I said I'd spare u ... I ddnt !!!

Tho I conclude, farewells are more depressing. The money spent isnt mine, someday I will grow up and learn to respect your money pa .. for now I'll try and understand this irony ..

Donno what depresses me now .. the alcohol .. very unlikey ... the fine .. probably .. the farewell ummm or this fateful existence ... most likey .. and thus the journey has begun ...