music: fans whirring and hearts churning
reading: the last words on your lips in my most vivid dream

I am drinking.

'Like a fish' as the people on my facebook said, or like 'Atlanta 2007' like some folks said. maybe not quite as bad.

I'm giving up and moving on.

I'm randy as all hell. Good thing I stay alone by myself at times like this or I'd be writhing on the ground like Christina Ricci right now.

and yet, I can still code to write this and properly link things.

I still have a half full glass of wine next to me. I still have a full manual to write this evening for work.

I still have a thousand thoughts on my mind... most of them relating to the randiness.

what am I afraid of?
what have I got to lose?

what's keeping me from anything?

I'm a free spirit on the loose, a soul released from confinement, a final gasp of last breath.

my last disclaimer should be:

hear me roar or lose me forever