Day 11

I'm so pround of myself, day 11. One of the roommates drinks every day and still offers me a glass of wine every day when I get home. She has great taste in wine, and yet I still resist. I have completed a few drawings and put them on my wall, not that I didn't draw while I was drinking, but I never got around to coloring or shading. I'd get bored about halfway through and give up. I'd put them up anyways, but it looks sloppy. I also attempted to learn how to juggle, but it was far too mindless to kill time with. I got good with two balls, but that's as much effort as I'm willing to get into. Over the last couple days I've embarked on a Doctor Who marathon. I'm about half a season in and a little bored with that as well. It's like I need to relearn how to live. When I'm wasted I can be entertained by basically anything, clarity kinda sucks.