2005-10-08 - 10:43 a.m.
Seriously trying to reconsider my whole life and worth this morning as my pounding head and incredibly upset (and very warranted) Delicious reminds me how immature I was last night under the influence (once again) of beverages alcoholic.
For the first time I managed to put myself in a position of conversation with A. an established artist and B. a friggin Gallery owner and what do I do? I prattle on about how "woe is me" with little regard for all and sundry, ending up looking like a prat, alienating my Delicious and embarrassing all.
SO.
Whose a moron?
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