A Little Lack of Alcohol

Packing is almost done and I've shifted most of my belongings from Pooler to Georgetown. Now I am just thinking. My heart is heavy and the song "Already Gone" by Kelly Clarkson is in my head. I didn't want today to transpire the way it did but I tried my best to get it all out. And still my words were misconstrued into things I didn't actually mean OR say. Not my fault, so I don't feel bad. I am sick of feeling bad, and when I shouldn't feel bad, I not going to. I'm the fucking Ice King. Feeling bad gives me wrinkles.
This weekend will commence with many things: the arrival of my new phone, my monies, and my acquisition of alcoholic beverages so that I can get drunk-JUST enough to feel good, and chill. I miss doing that-especially these days.

Well, in the art of posting for todsy I thought I would say something. So there it is-la-ti-da! I'll be back when I'm feeling more creative ;-)



Signed,

The Ice King