2AM Traffic

I went over to Matt and Carly's last night for some pizza and beer. It was nice to sit around and talk and listen to some vinyls and watch a budgie make love to Matt's face.

I realize that yesterday's post was pretty intense, and I'm still angry. More than anything I hate to see the way drugs can fuck up a person. I want to leave that stuff behind, and if that means leaving the person behind, so be it. I feel bad about it.

Tomorrow morning I'm viewing a place on Elgin Street. The price and location are both really decent; hopefully the apartment is up to snuff.