Oct. 5, 2012

I found this on my computer a few days ago. I remember the day, but don't remember writing this. It must have been a really good bottle of wine.

Tired

Sleep

Want it

But I can’t

Not yet

Soon, but jer ara

It’s there for the taking

But I don’t want it yet

Yes, I’m drinking alone in my room tonight. No I don’t care what you think. You want to judge me? Go ahead. I don’t give a fuck. You don’t know what I’ve been through. You’ve never even left the country. The worst problem you’ve had is trying to get a girl to sleep with you. Try getting a super conservative Christian girl that doesn’t speak English to sleep with you! Then maybe I’ll have a little more respect for ya.

Went to the store today to get some shit for other shit. Bought wine and raisins instead. Good choice. The wine is gone now, but the raisins remain. Hopefully they will add a little extra something to my oatmeal for the next week or so. Fucking good choice at the store. Sometimes, like today, when I go to the store in Tbilisi I feel like the girls working there are all in one some secret about me. They seem to all be watching me, but not in the way that they might think I’m stealing shit. They watch me like they know something that I don’t. Maybe they think they know how much control Georgian girls have over me, but the truth is that I already know this. Hahahahahahahah joke’s on them.

I’m gonna make some history.