Drunk on a tuesday???

Well no, right now I'm drunk on a Friday. I'm pretty drunk...though I have the coherance (spelling?) to actually write in my blog. I thought you'd like to see what it's like to see how Druken Emily writes in her blog.

Jesse dumped out the piss brandy, the symbol of hard times with hottie Alex Raggio...(well not hottie...I still love him to pieces though, yeah I'll admit it, I never stopped loving him except he has this new whore...fuck that shit! What about me!) Wait, I have Braden...I tried to get Braden drunk tonight...man, I am trashed...I'm blasting Tiffany, my mind is a blur. I do like Braden though, he's pretty trashed too...maybe I'll feel the ability to wrap my arms around him (I think we're alone now)...damnit, I hsould change this song...okay, I will...be right back! I would play Poe's, "Hey Pretty" that song always reminds me of the first time Alex and I spent our first weekend together. But I've been listening to that song obsessively since I found out who wrote it. Man, that song is so sexually charged it bothers me. Maybe that's why Alex's frank sexual nature always bothered me or maybe it never did. Anyway, a fitting tribute to Alex Raggio...why am I talking about him so much?
Anyway, the song that's playin right now is paul oakenfold's "starry eyed surprise"
Jeremey says if he started a blog...Jesse should cut his hands off. What the fuck! Peter has magically appeared and I'm trashed, have I mentioned I'm trashed? I'm eager for love and a loss for anything feasble (spelling) Jesse is huggin me. God I love him too...he's my best friend and all that jazz. Man I'm trashed. There's this Poe song, Angry Johnny...and it makes me think about Johnny Garrison..."Johnny...angry Johnny...I want to kill you...I want to blow you (well I already did that) away (haven't done that yet) but I'm over that shit. Johnny is crazy and I'm still sane. So, what's the fucking point!
I want to kill you...I want to blow you away. I wouldn't mind taking johnny off the planet but why sacrifice my life just to get rid of a person that fucked me up. Fuck that shit! I don't care about anything.
Jeremy is talking to me now...something about not being able to spell. Right now I can't spell so great either. He spelled it messed up though. Jahn, what a moron!
Man, I think I need to get laid. Do you know how long it's been...2 years. and it was statutory and all that jazz...fuck that shit. Maybe I should just become a nun...too bad I'm presbyterian and we don't have nuns. Celebacy could be good...or could destroy me. It's destroying me...
I am going to curl up in a corner now...or jump on braden. Jumping on Braden...hahahaha...even when I'm drunk, that makes me laugh...picture me throwing him up against a door...how sexy, how erotic...how...
well, maybe I should give it a whirl...ride the sexaul tilt a whirl. hahahaha, that's funny. I have my period, I can't ride the best amusement ride ever conceived...hahaha what a great pun.
Hmm...I think I need another drink.