by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
Well, here we are. I’m an aspiring novelist, hoping to one day convince a literary agent to take me on as a client and I’m talking about how fucking drunk I am at the moment.
But you know, I’m not changing who I am.
Come what may and all that.
I’m in one of those drunk moods where if I was, say, in New York City or Seoul I would probably wake up tomorrow morning with a new lady friend. I can be quite colorful and charismatic when I’m drunk. I tend to want to talk about very deep, thought provoking things when I get wasted.
Anyway. I need to grow up, I suppose. I’m 50 now. I can’t keep living my life ike I’m in my 20s. People already think I’m weird, no reason to give them any more evidence that they are, in fact, right.
