Monday, January 09, 2006

"The falcon cannot hear the falconer"

I am so fucking bored! With my career, with my city, with my country, with my friends and family, with my life. I can't wait the three weeks till my next scheduled tattoo appointment with Bill so I ask Brent who's schedule isn't so busy and who seems to specialize in the new idea I have. I can't wait the three hours till the sun sets before I start drinking. Four ice cubes, estimated 2.5 shots of Prism vodka and a full can of Redbull - call it a VARB (vodka and Redbull). It's time for a change, a revelation, anything really. Things change, things fall apart, nothing is permanent. Sobriety falls apart, even drunkeness falls apart.