So, I haven't exactly been updating this blog very often, which is fine, because I haven't had many drunken words for anyone lately-which is not to say that I haven't had words to say, nor have I not been drunk-but it's just to say that there is no one lately for whom I would have such words. This is okay, this not having anyone to speak spitefully to. So why am I writing? I feel that I'm trying to prove to myself that I can write, that I'm not a lost cause. Um, so, nevermind about. I think I'm writing now just to say, well, something. I know I must have something to say somehow, to someone. But who? Probably not you, though; you who has so saintly taken a concern for my mental well-being. Sorry, but that's just the way the cookie crumbles.
Whatever. I think the reason why I haven't written anything here lately is the same reason that I can't write anything of any worth/substance/impact/meaning right now; I only wish I knew what that reason was.
Good night y'all:)
Willie.
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