The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Feeling awful. Went down to the states to visit my friend who goes to SUNY Plattsburgh last night. Had a kind of lame night that involved getting very drunk, going to some lame house parties, leaving, getting more drunk, and then hanging out with her ex-boyfriend awkwardly for a couple hours before passing out around 5 AM. And then being woken up by my friend's mother visiting with her grandmother and little sister. I feel incredibly queasy and horrible.
Smuggled home a couple liters of cheap vodka, though.
 
Nothing. There's this dirt road I walk down which is a short cut to this local store. In a matter of 3,4 days crossed paths with this black cat twice and then last night not even near here. All I know is something is looking at me through its eyes. It's not the samething as when you're out walking and come across cats or dogs. I don't even know why am thinking about it. It's fucking stupid.
 
Went to a show down in Bucksport where my friend's Powerviolence band played. They put on an awesome show, but every band after them were these god-awful hardcore bands playing to an audience of 16-year-olds who dance like retards. We didn't stay long.
 
I have a headache and I want it to go away now. I hate my job.

EDIT: when you get asked at work if you want a promotion say no.
 
Apartment warming party. Dance party going on in my living room. Have drunk several beers. Not quite sure which girl I want to fuck, but know I can't fuck any of them because I'm already committed. Talking about forming a metal band with someone from my program. Slightly light-headed. Shit's getting superfluous. Cock is hard. Steve Winwood is playing in the living room. Have a strange compulsion to read Don Delillo. Choose instead to read William Blake. Think ugly chicks are hitting on me. I'm going to fail this fucking program.