Self-Destruction
Jager is not for 23 year olds
There are few things sadder than waking up on your friend’s couch with your makeup still half on, realizing you did a shot of Jager last night like a fucking 18 year old sororiety girl.
The first time I was ever drunk I was actually 17, but the liquor of choice was Jager and peach schnapps. [...]
Crazy Pills Redux
Yeah I know it’s cheating; posting an old myspace blog on sadsigh. But I haven’t posted a dern thing on here since it’s inception so I figure- post something now, get used to the idea, and eventually start posting new sorrowful soughs. (Oh yeah- that opening poem’s not mine but I forgot whose it is. [...]
Living is overrated
Seriously, what’s the point? You eat, sleep, work and die. You work to eat, sleep to work, take some craps in between, and BOOM just like that it could all be over. So, why not just speed up the end result? All you’d have to do is fiddle with a few settings and you get [...]
Just another day at work
So I felt the need to do a little something besides the usual porn patrol which has been consuming my mediocre life for the past few weeks. Sometimes when you’re working until 9:30pm every night you gotta figure out ways to suppress your hunger, stay motivated, and keep on truckin’. And that solution involves combining [...]
Major Suckfest
Have you ever noticed that moving sucks?
The only thing worse than moving to Brooklyn is knowing that you’ll probably be moving deeper into Brooklyn in 3 months.
Nah, I shouldn’t bash. Brooklyn’s great, but nothing makes you feel like you’ve accomplished nothing like packing up your entire life into one or two vanloads, (three if you’re [...]