You know I’ve been drunk a thousand times… in OD

  • Sept. 9, 2001, midnight
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“…And these should be the best days of my life,
Life, it’s not what I thought it was.”
The Wonder Stuff, Size Of A Cow.

Today I went to a car boot sale and indoor market with my paternal figures. We then went to a pub for dinner.

The market was alright. I bought myself filters for making rollies and a slave ring. What do you mean you don’t know what a slave ring is? It is a ring which is attached to a bracelet or wrist strap by a chain. My ring is black with a fake jewel on it and the wrist strap is black with three metal studs on it. It’s quite cool. Well, it’ll do untill I can afford the one I want. I’m actually wearing it now.

I did see something I wanted but I did not even ask how much it costs. It is a limited edition signed picture of David Boreanaz, complete with certificate of authenticity. I wish.

I’m sorry but how sad was my day?

“What did you do today?”

I went to a car boot sale with my parents and looked at things I could not possibly afford.”

“How old are you?”

“23.”

“You don’t have a life, do you?”

“A life? What’s that then?”

I’m feeling a bit down, in case you did not guess. I’m just sick of it.

Don’t forget you can still submit your questions for my 300th entry.

Will


Last updated February 14, 2026


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