the angels laugh too
Posted by harlan on 28 Apr 2008 at 06:47 pm | Tagged as: talking to the void
Let’s get something out of the way up front and personal. Yes, yes, yes, I am drunk and getting drunker. and not just drunk. i found some pills in my sister’s cabinet that all looked very pleasing. i steered clear of the prozac and grabbed a few lortabs and allegros and various and sundry anti-anxiety medecation. for someone who’s life is perfect, she’s got a lot of self-numbing shit in her cabinet.
oh, i should probably mention that i spent the weekend at my sister’s house. No, I have no idea what came over me. i just got sick of things here and thought i’d leave somewhere else and the thought of visiting my brother made visiting my sister seem fine by comparison.
oh, and i got an email from Bertha. No is the answer. That’s right. No. She said no to marriage.
the one thing i got going for me is my liquor cabinet and the pills which i can space out. so what if i get constipated. i don’t care. i just don’t care.
Isolation score: fuck you and fuck the horse you rode in on
Whatever, I want to hear more about what the people at work are surfing.
Yeah Joey, that was a good post…
You make a mockery of people who find themselves in your same position and not always by choice. Shame on you.
Yay, Harlan is back. And the jackasses who comment here seem to be drunk as well. I’m going to go get really drunk too. Go, Harlan Go!
You think you’re unlucky, right? Well, you’re not unlucky. You’re selfish. Get your mind off yourself and find somebody that needs you. You’ll find them in nursing homes or even next door. Poor old you. It sucks to be you. Yeah, I think I’ve met you several times. You’re only a loser so long as you CHOOSE to be.
Getting turned down by Bertha is indeed a cause for a drunken celebration. Congratulations on your great good fortune. Go ahead, damn it, get as constipated as you please. You deserve it.
Hopefully we won’t be hearing as much about Bertha for a while. Instead, can we hear about Sheila, the bratty kids and the dwimmerlaik brother-in-law who thinks you’re a band fag?
Dodged that bullet! I’m having a drink with you H. Don’t be afraid of the Prozac. And I’m looking forward to your hungover post tomorrow. I actually missed you this weekend. And no, that’s not sarcasm, in case the interweb doesn’t translate that over comments-speak. It is, in fact, sincerity.
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Harlan, if you get too constipated, maybe Amy will make you some of her fried fun rolls. Those should clear you out in a hurry.
Give the guy a break, people. He’s hurting. Harlen, I’m sorry. I don’t think getting drunk/high is the answer. If fact I hope I hear more from you tomorrow so that I know you didn’t die from the experience.
“medecation”
That’s just gilding the lily.
I missed you too Harlan. I’m so happy the hairy monster won’t marry you. You deserve better.
You may not beleive this but B just did you a big favor. Be careful mixing liquor and pills.
FK
It’s great to have ya back Harlan. Drink lotsa water those lortabs can dry out the old colon.
i’ll marry you harlan.
She said no via E-mail?????????? Yes, I agree drink to celebrate!!! Damn a bullet, you dodged a grenade there Harlan.
Marriage is a miserable thing if you are in it with the wrong person…been there done that….no thanks!!
Hang in there…the word no is a blessing and you don’t even know it!!
rock and roll lifestyle!!!!!
You don’t have to worry about constipation. You’re so full of shit a gentle poke will make you explode.
Fetch me violin!
I swear, Harlan, you make Jean Valjean seem like George Bailey.
AWESOME, Bertha said no. You lucked out there.
A gentleman came up north for a visit and stopped in a bar for a drink. When the waitress brought it over, he said, “Thank you very much, ma’am, but could I also trouble you for some ass?” She was surprised by his audacity since he seemed so well-mannered. At the same time, she kind of liked his direct approach. Business was slow so she escorted him back to the stock room and proceeded to ride him for all he was worth. After he settled back at the bar he said, “Ah feel a little funny askin’ again aftah awl that, but Ah’d still lak some ass for mah drink.”
So, Harlan, here’s what I see as a good thing: the ass has been broken. Now you know you can run with the wolverines. I seriously doubt B. was the one — she didn’t even tell you no in person, for Chrissake — yet the experience has shown you what’s possible. We’re hoping next time you can find someone more worthy of you.
As a sidenote, do be careful mixing. And make sure you really do space out those pills. You’re above being a cliche of the down and out, aren’t you?
Finally, I appreciate all that in vino veritas blogging, but it seems to come at as vino invective at times.
Nice work on the self medication.
Keep it up!
Push those issues further into your belly. Take a pill with a swig of liquor.
Ernest, isn’t the whole blog sort of a cliche about being down and out?
Lewella, I think it’s kind of obvious from the post that Harlan does think that getting drunk/high is the answer.
glad you’re back.. can you make sure that you don’t take too many pills so that you won’t be able to post.
oh.. while you’re at it, add some laxatives to your pill and liquor cocktail so you won’t be constipated?
Relax people. I doubt that H actually took the pills. He’s not stupid, he just makes bad decisions about people. More likely he got really wasted and passed out.
H, you said you needed more time to think about whether Bertha was the person you wanted to marry. Should you realize after some time that she is “The One”, you can still continue to be friends with her and try to get her to change her mind. It’s the stuff that movies are made of. For what it’s worth, I don’t think she’s “The One”. I think that Amy might be “The Next One” for you. And maybe Willo will be “The Final One” for you. The possibilities really are endless.
Yes, Amy can be your next sushi date, Harlan.
I say go for therapy. Its probably about as much as rx pills and decent alcohol. Plus you won’t get all mushy around the gut.
Good thing you dodged the bullet.
Harlan, you make me sad. I think you should join the Peace corp and get out of the country.
H-I’m sending you a hug and a high five :) Good riddance to stinky, dumpy Bertha.
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