So we are what 31+28+11=70 days into 2010 and nothing has changed for me-still substitute teaching and going out like always. As sit in the kitchen while I bask in the solitude that is my parents' house, I think that it has been almost 2 years and I am yet unemployed. This last year and so many months have just amalgamated into experiences at places and not the night on which it happened mostly. Each night starts and ends the same and the middle is almost always forgotten. Like it's more of a remedy than a recreation. Don't get me wrong I want to make my life off of the fact that people depend on social settings and alcohol to cope. But knowing that most people out especially during happy hours are there because of some life stressor. Not to say that I haven't enjoyed every single moment of them but it's funny to me thinking of why that next person is sitting there getting so shitfaced.
Thank you, you're a grand audience.
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"Rant" is a good label for this...
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