the whole weeekend

the whole weekend was an exercise in partying and realizing that i am not as old as i feel.
i stayed up till 5am, drank a gallon of beer, smoked 800 ciggarettes, scrounged up nickels and dimes for some late nite taco bell.
just like the old days.
i haven't been away from hazel in a long time. it's hard to remember the individual thats left somewhere inside after you have babies.
she's still there, she just doesn't get alot of time or attention she used to.
while i did enjoy having 72 whole hours to live life on my agenda, i also realized that i am far more comfortable at home with my baby than at the bar with everybody you slept with in high school(either directly or indirectly).

i'm glad to be home