That said, today's been quiet. I'm flipping a coin in my head to determine if I'm gonna go see some ex-bandmates (and, actually, 2 ex-roommates) play a gig tonight; I also want to have some drinks. I have a strange hankering for Jaeger on the rocks. jdixon says the apartment's messy; he's right, it is pretty messy, and I suppose I could stay home and clean it.
Several lyric subjects have been running through my head for the last few days - coded communication, unreliable narrators - but I've done nothing to harness them. Right now my brain is moving too fast; gotta cut down on caffeine. It's funny - ever since I quit smoking, I've been basically intoxicating myself with any other chemical I can put my hands on. When I'm home, I'm not just smoking pot - I'm binging; I've been drinking a lot of coffee today, for example, just to maintain a buzz; tonight I will drink as much as my wallet will allow, which will not be enough.