Thursday night I drank absinthe directly from Paris, France, danced on a couch at Room Service (E 21 St. btw Park Ave. & Broadway), then made my way to an accquaintances (*amazing bachelor*) pad to find myself drinking more and by 6:30 AM dancing once again, yet on a dining room table. He lived on the 41st floor.. management complained about noise. Then my mother came into the city to visit me at 9 AM. Huge creep and took some photos...
Last night I drank a bottle of wine while doing laundry and listening to motorhead.
Tonight I am taking a break.
I'm considering trying out an alcohol habit for the summertime!
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