Fridays do that me.
When Friday afternoon hits, I cannot be trusted to hold back- holding back is not my M-O.
However, I fear that writing too much in this state will result in internet regret; and the subsequent deleting of, said, drunken posts.
Sometimes, in these moments, I wonder when I will "settle down". But since I'm single, that tends to be a passing inclination, reserved for these late night moments when I go to bed, drunk and alone.
But that's drunk downer talk; and no one likes a downer.
Goodnight world; you, crazy, blurry, booze soaked world.