have you passed through this night

if i could get paid to listen to explosions in the sky all day id be the happiest fuck on the planet. today is the first day i can remember that ive gone completely sober. its not terrible, but im wide fucking awake at 6 am.

ive basically stopped living at my apartment. im at my sisters/daves/erics/bobs/justins/kaseys house always. everyone there has a different schedule so im never alone unless by choice. the major reason is that i hate my roommates dogs. they are shitty little rat pig fuck animals that would serve better as tack hammer test benches. every day i am home i fight the urge to smash their heads together and throw them in traffic. i sincerely wake up every morning hoping to find them with a bloody death lock around each others necks. the fucked thing is i love animals, i always had dogs, cats, birds, even fucking fish when i was growing up. this is the first time ive had a constant, passionate hatred for any dog and its compounded by the fact that there are two of these evil, pitiful shitfucks. if you believe in god, i dare you to live with these things for a week and see if your faith remains strong. not that there are more than two people (max) reading this, but if you have any thoughts about buying a pug, just kill yourself.

so back to the whole being sober for a day thing. it just sort of happened i didnt turn a new leaf or anything like that. but of course the second i write it down and think about it, i want a beer. the truth is im tired of being fucked up, the other truth is i get tired of how bright everything looks sober. thankfully i dont need to get shit-canned to dim the lights, usually a beer or a vicodin will do the trick. so i guess the bright spot is that it isnt too expensive. i remember in the not too distant past when it took 6 pills of x, a half ounce of weed, a twenty pack, and an eight ball to create a successful saturday night. so well see how long this ride on the sobriety train lasts before derailment.

i was watching 28 days later today with my sister and i realized that we have nearly identical tastes. every time i noticed a shot or scene that i thought was done really well or a piece of music would come in and have a huge affect on me, she would comment in the exact way i was feeling. after the movie was over it was a really strange feeling to know that i had just watched a movie with four other people, but me and my sister had seen and noticed the exact same things and had the same experience. sort of mind blowing the more i think about it.