I'm serious. I'm writing this cause I feel the new to self-vent and no one I know personally will be reading this.


I find myself wide awake, alone at 4:20AM. Quite the opposite of sober in many ways. None the less, I find myself being able to type perfectly fine.

I've found myself very miserable lately and I honestly have no reason to be whatsoever. I find myself self-medicating more now than I ever have any other time in my life. It's almost becoming an every...

Game flow and other nonsensical outcomes of randomness

I love beer. But I do not like alcohol. The outcomes of alcohol usually end in something far regrettable. Hard liquor gets me to the point of toilet vomit with little memory in between. Beer though lets me surge past that point of no return and say fuck it I don't care anymore. Then I end up with a hooker and write this envious post about the trivialities of my life.

How can I relate poker to the 2 AM hooker call?...