My name doesn't matter. My virtue does. Because no matter what I choose to call myself online or off, in person or behind your back; in the end my personality stays the same.
My virtue of course is control. Self-Control, Control over one's emotions, Control over how I compose myself. Control over my own destiny.
And no I'm not foolish enough to say that I have control over everything. That's a falsehood that not even I would dare conceive.
At the present moment I am eating frozen sugar dipped black berries (note I'm eating black berries because the raspberries give me a horrible case of hives :( )
They're making this bottle of Sauvignon Blanc tolerable.
For you see at this moment, this very moment. I am trying to get drunk. It's not working very well of course. For even now I have composure. Well not for long.
The alcohol is slipping into me. Each teacup of this wine that I sip and down slowly but surely slips me into the state of inebration that I can only assume is the state of drunkeness.
But of course the main question at this time as any is why am I getting drunk.
Motor functions deteriorating.
Yes I'm keeping track of it all.
This post is taking me several minutes to write as I continue to have qualms as to what I'm typing being what I mean to say.
That and I'm skype chatting with some good friends of mine. The same ones that are keeping me sane at the moment. Well it's kept me sane much of the night.
Oh god I'm having spurs of drunkness.
Oh god this wine is so nasty... Why am I drinking it.
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