Friend: you guys gonna bang?
Kevin: “i’m shelling out 9 bucks, so she’d better put out”
Friend: lol
Kevin: we’re probably not going to bang
Friend: swine
Kevin: wha??
Kevin: oh right, the 9 bucks commment
Kevin: see, i take so little accountability for the shit i say
Kevin: it’s all disconnected from me as soon as i say it
Friend: hahaha
I may feel like a train wreck, both physically and emotionally, but that’s not nearly enough to make me overlook the fact that today at the supermarket, this hot Asian girl totally checked me out while I was shopping for canned soup. If laughter is the best medicine, then I’d say that the benign attention of a woman comes in at a very close second.
Whether it’s food poisoning or a stomach flu, the fact is I’ve been in total agony for the past two days. And true to human nature (or at least my own sentimental, maudlin nature), I’ve done a fine job of mirroring my emotional state with my physical state. This hardly seems like the time to be thinking about how solitary a person I’ve grown to be. But whatever, it’s on my mind, and it has been for longer than I’ve had this silly stomach bug of mine. As the saying goes, misery loves company. I think that’s especially true when you compound your own misery with additional feelings of self-pity. What is it about that depressed state that makes the afflicted never want to leave it? I wonder sometimes just how we’ve all managed to survive this long, given all of our self-destructive inclinations.
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