The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Chilling at my friend's apt in DC. I have a company party to go to at 7, hopefully it won't suck. Stayed up past 3 last night with my friend and his roommate, mostly listening to them rambling. One is a law student and the other a PhD poli sci student, so between them there is an endless supply of obscure legal/political conversation topics that go nowhere. At least the roommate had some decent wine.

I wish I lived up here instead of in Richmond. DC's a classy place. There's also much more to do and it's closer to the other big eastern cities.
 
In Deathspell Omega's song Sola Fide I, there is a part that sound like this: "She's surrounded by... Pok-e-maaaaahn"
 
Any at all is too much.

EDIT: I'm done with classes and don't have fuck all to do. I'm sitting in my underwear, drinking Brooklyn Brewery's Black Chocolate Stout, posting here and listening to Keldian trying to think of something to write about, since now I finally have time to do some creative work and I can't think of a single fucking thing to say. All that's racing through my head are ideas on postmodernism, representation, "post-theoreticism," if there exists any such thing as realism anymore, and how fucking hot Kayden Kross is.
 
Pretty sure Greys is a compulsive liar so meh

I had a drug dealer in Albany NY and various drug dealers, not lying about the drug alcohol thing. Especially that almost died in an ISU about 3 years ago. And even then about 5 months after started doing the sameshit again. Anyone who does pills and drinks usually spends about 3 hundred to a grand a week on both. Add smokes and weed.