oh man. every few months i just seem to need to have one of those weekends where i can pretend to be an angsty teenager again and rant on about shit. a few days later i always look back and am embarassed/amused by my own writings...as a side note, that last post was written after a few drinks at home on my own, sadly, the same issues were raised by me at a social function, also involving a few drinks. ranting when you're being social is never a good look. although i suppose it does prompt other people to tell you things.
i found it odd that apparently my topic of choice on sunday night (one of the topics at least), i took an opposite stance to that i would really like to take. i was apparently going on about the benefits of casual sex and how much i think it's a good thing and rah, rah, rah....i think i was probably trying to convince myself...as evidenced in that last post, i don't really think it's all that super...the drunk mind is a crazy thing.
i just felt the need for some kind of half disclaimer on what i wrote. i'd delete it, but that's not very interesting, so i'll just leave it there for people to read and see if they can figure out my brain, cuz i sure can't!!
chur