Wednesday, July 15, 2009

four am praying to the porcelain god

well, i may have drank too much. but it was only two captain and coke's, but i think it was more about breakfast, than it was about the liquor. though i got, admittedly, sauced. i haven't puked in years. willed myself not to. and this wasn't so much a belly purge as just some karmic bullshit, i'm sure of it. i had it coming.

at least i didn't puke on myself or in bed, or on the walk home. that would have just been embarrasing.

drink less.

and as the program director left the bar, and all we first semester students are still going at it, she says, with a wide smile,
this bodes well for the program.


we laughed. because we're all bucking and kicking the system. we needed to get sauced because there are a lot of things we're being asked to swallow that just ain't right.

and now the fiction writer returns and i must bust his chops before rejoining my group.

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