on nights like tonight I like to cure my abandonment neurosis by getting wasted.
in summer one of my favorite wasting way is big glass of cheap vodka, sugar cane sirup, half a mister freeze and some of the candy my girlfriend brings home from her work (she works with what might be considered abandonned kids and they sell candy to raise money for the institution), fresh and soft.
the sugar makes the alcohol pop in your brain like there is no tomorrow.
bad thing is there alway IS a tomorrow.
alternativly I miss the north african bakeries we had in our old cheap neigborhood, they sell honey filled bakkery to die for. you know it's wrong but you just can't help it.