My first post in six months probably shouldn't be done while I am drunk, right?
Too bad.
For all I know, my arms are dinosaurs right now, and I think my toes might be having their very own seizures. I adore vodka.
But seriously, I am actually very sorry for not posting for a thousand years. I'd make some amazing excuse like that I was saving Africa, but I was actually just very lazy. So sue me.
I'm going to pretend I'm really deep and say some meaningful stuff right now, but later when I'm sober, I'll probably look back on this and be like "man, that was really lame and dumb". But anyway, you know how we're all living in the present, every moment of our lives? Well, there is never an end to our stories. There is nothing beyond right now as far as you know. The future doesn't exist, because as soon as you reach it, it becomes the present. And as far as you know, the present is always the end.
And damn, I want to spraypaint my room a thousand different colours.
