One for the road.

I feel like an idiot.. dancing, singing, swaying to Lucero covering Jawbreaker's "Kissed the Bottle." Slurring, screaming, trying to sing each word like a goddamn idiot. If I knew then what I know now.. I would have been quiet, humble, appreciative. I kissed the bottle, I should've been kissing you. You're 33 and a makeout whore. I hope you're escapades with Jack, Jose, and Captain mean more. I'll never triumph over alcohol's alluring trap. I'm not proud enough to try and not stupid enough to hope. In a lopsided competition, I'm throwing up a white flag.