i swear, this is like training. i am trying so hard to unfuck my brain. it is so fucking hard. i wanted a drink so bad today. i wanted to drown in booze. it's so pathetic, that i work in a bar but wanted to stay home and drink alone. i haven't slept well in days, and i can't figure out why. i know i need to sleep now, but my mind won't cooperate. trying to change the way you think is a hard fight. i'm around a bunch of gossipy bitches at night, total negativity. and they want to sit and talk to me about other people. haven't they a clue that i know as soon as i turn my back, i know they talk about me? what possesses people to act like this? i asked this jerk-of-a-female why would you say that about someone? and she says" i'm not trying to be mean". well fuck all if that isn't what that is! please someone tell me there is a place where people don't stick it to you when you walk away? is there? the town i work in, it's asleep. i swear no one looks anywhere but at their feet. i say something to them and it's like i woke them up. "what?" huh? is all i hear from people. alcoholics are the worse, what a fucking roller-coaster that is. miserable on their way in, happy after 2 or 3 drinks, back to misery after last call. sorry, now back to me. now i've felt like my eyes are opened. like that guy in office space. i usually dated a girl if i found her attractive enough and we responded well to each other. i'd let the other pieces just fall in place and go from there. but now i think i've learned to peer into someone. to really look. look at who they are. how did i used to date someone after i heard her complain about guys being cheap? or when a chick has like 5 guyfriends constantly around? i've learned i'm not the only cuckoo in the nest. most people have issues, but most lack the introspective point of view. most let their friends tell them who and what they are. maybe i'm being harsh, but i don't want to be a part of this anymore. i go out to have fun, not fight. not to sit and complain about a "friend". but ti's everywhere, fucking everywhere! i choked this dude the other night, and felt terrible after i did it. part of me wanted to kick his brains all over the parking lot, and the other part wanted to say i'm sorry. i felt bad for humiliating him in front of these assholes that he got into it with. i wasn't trying to make these fucks happy. and then the bitches i work with are like, "oh, man! i wish i didn't miss that" that woulda been awesome"! people fucking suck. "have a good time always, @someone elses expense", and that is the new motto of the new millenium..............