I woke up with dry mouth this morning (Please see the general forum for the carnage) and managed to not throw myself at anyone last night and well I got to thinking....
Well, I'm making a genuine effort to get to Philly for the organ thing this year. I would've been up there tonight but my brother couldn't drive and there was no way I was leaving the city sober.
I like bitchiness in the direct kind of way. I expect people to tell me what they want, what they like, etc. I will almost never fish for anything.
I don't like bitchiness in the picking random, pointless, nagging arguments all evening sort of way. That's the way to get me to go from quiet and laid back to acting like an enraged ape.
Man! And I thought no-one burned a bridge as good as I can! We sound like a good match. And lucky for you, I've been back to my old drinking habits! THANKS, DEPRESSION!
Mine channels Bruce Springsteen and Eddie Vedder. I know, those two don't belong in the same hemisphere. And I haven't had a blackout since Spring Equinox so I'm overdue.