There is a cat fight outside. And there, I just heard screeching car tires. I love the raw madness of the city.
I really could use a cigarette right now, but I ran out last night. If I stay up any longer tonight, I will force myself to walk to a 24 hour store to buy some more. I really should just hold off and buy some tomorrow when I stop for gas on the way to work.
I'm feeling a little bit hungry. I only ate one meal today, but with it being close to time to sleep (or is that past time to sleep) I really should ignore the hungry. This really goes back to either wishing I had more cookie joys to eat or a cigarette to smoke. Either would solve this problem.
I hate having regrets about things, but I tend to end up with them wherever I go. I really don't like being the "nice guy" because I tend to get ignored, but if I'm a jerk or an asshole then I feel bad about the things I do. None of this shit ever seems to pay off.
Everything is related.