Well fuck it. This booze isn't even making me feel drunk.

What a fucking lame night. I mean, the best conversation I had was about how everything sucks now and used to be better when we were kids, with some random person I don't have a ton of interest in ever talking to again. I have one beer left. The wine is gone, the vodka's gone, and the shit, super sweet whiskey is super shit.

I think I'm gonna ride my bike down to the beach after all. Waterbottle of this shit whiskey, and the fucking beer, I guess. Maybe I'll meet someone interesting. It happens. Shame the water is so fucking cold.

Shame everything is so fucking cold sometimes.