Post by prozac on Apr 14, 2007 10:50:46 GMT -5
I was raining, not purring but it wasn’t a drizzle either. The rain was falling on my already soaked head. The warm water ran down my face. When it comes to close to my lips I use my tongue to wipe it away and tasting the salty liquid. My back is against the brick wall of my basement as I stand glaring out into space. Why am I out here on this gloomy day? I am thinking. Yes I could be in my house or apartment actually but I would be to tempted to watch TV, watch a movie, or play a game or something else. Out here nothing will distract me from my thoughts.
Prozac
Ok so my plans didn’t go the way I thought they should. That’s fine by me I never set all my hopes on one thing.
I roll my eyes towards the sky. I find myself talking to myself a lot. I like talking to me I am the best company any one can have.
Prozac
But this way might work out just as good or perhaps better.
I reach up with my left hand and move my wet dark bangs off of my forehead.
Prozac
I have a chance now to get a shot at the Xtream title that I lost at the last Pay-Per-View.
I run my left hand along my jaw line feeling the dark stubs of my beard that is growing back in. before dropping my arm back at my side. I can’t help but think of this slump I have been in as of late. Two losses in a row! I need to get drunk or something to take my mind of it. Yes I take it seriously wrestling is my life. And knowing that I have been sucking at it lately bothers me.
Prozac
My friend Ritalin was able to pick up the Next Gen title. Now all I need to do is win back the Xtream title and The Meds will be set. We will really be the XVI’s main show just like always were in every company we were in.
Sometimes I let myself get carried away and sound like an asshole…but you know what? That’s how I was to sound. A slight chuckle escapes my lips and I push myself off the wall and head to my front door. My legs carry me threw the small mud puddles and then up the stairs to my apartment. I reach for the cold door handle and let myself in to my place. It’s my birthday so it’s part time tonight so no need to bother myself with work today. As I enter I see Bert sitting on my couch playing Scarface on the Xbox.
Prozac
Hey dipshit.
I jump in front of the TV waving my arm like a mad man while he was in a gun fight
Ritalin
Yo move!
He moves back and fourth trying to see any part of the screen but I am right in front of it so there is no chance for him to see anything.
Prozac
No!
My tone is cheery as always and filled with laughter while his is filled with annoyance.
Ritalin
Dude!
I turn my head back and look at the TV and see that he died. There is a huge smile on my face.
Prozac
Ok now I’ll move.
I walk away so he can see the screen and I see the annoyed look come over his face. He then looks at me and shakes his head.
Ritalin
You’re an asshole!
The smile grows like cancer on my face.
Prozac
I know.
I take a seat on the couch and place my hands behind my head as I watch the TV. He is reloading the game and I am thinking of jumping in front of the TV again when he starts that fight.
Ritalin
So what are we doing tonight?
Prozac
I don’t know yet. There are a lot of things planned. All I know is by the end of the night we wont be sober.
Ritalin
Sounds good to me!
I sit there thinking of all the events that can take place tonight. And then I think about the event that will happen at the next Side effect.
Prozac
I’m going to get a drink.
I am going to get a drink but I mainly got up to jump in front of the TV again because he just started the gun fight again. Scene ends with me jumping in front of the screen and doing a little jig.
Prozac
Ok so my plans didn’t go the way I thought they should. That’s fine by me I never set all my hopes on one thing.
I roll my eyes towards the sky. I find myself talking to myself a lot. I like talking to me I am the best company any one can have.
Prozac
But this way might work out just as good or perhaps better.
I reach up with my left hand and move my wet dark bangs off of my forehead.
Prozac
I have a chance now to get a shot at the Xtream title that I lost at the last Pay-Per-View.
I run my left hand along my jaw line feeling the dark stubs of my beard that is growing back in. before dropping my arm back at my side. I can’t help but think of this slump I have been in as of late. Two losses in a row! I need to get drunk or something to take my mind of it. Yes I take it seriously wrestling is my life. And knowing that I have been sucking at it lately bothers me.
Prozac
My friend Ritalin was able to pick up the Next Gen title. Now all I need to do is win back the Xtream title and The Meds will be set. We will really be the XVI’s main show just like always were in every company we were in.
Sometimes I let myself get carried away and sound like an asshole…but you know what? That’s how I was to sound. A slight chuckle escapes my lips and I push myself off the wall and head to my front door. My legs carry me threw the small mud puddles and then up the stairs to my apartment. I reach for the cold door handle and let myself in to my place. It’s my birthday so it’s part time tonight so no need to bother myself with work today. As I enter I see Bert sitting on my couch playing Scarface on the Xbox.
Prozac
Hey dipshit.
I jump in front of the TV waving my arm like a mad man while he was in a gun fight
Ritalin
Yo move!
He moves back and fourth trying to see any part of the screen but I am right in front of it so there is no chance for him to see anything.
Prozac
No!
My tone is cheery as always and filled with laughter while his is filled with annoyance.
Ritalin
Dude!
I turn my head back and look at the TV and see that he died. There is a huge smile on my face.
Prozac
Ok now I’ll move.
I walk away so he can see the screen and I see the annoyed look come over his face. He then looks at me and shakes his head.
Ritalin
You’re an asshole!
The smile grows like cancer on my face.
Prozac
I know.
I take a seat on the couch and place my hands behind my head as I watch the TV. He is reloading the game and I am thinking of jumping in front of the TV again when he starts that fight.
Ritalin
So what are we doing tonight?
Prozac
I don’t know yet. There are a lot of things planned. All I know is by the end of the night we wont be sober.
Ritalin
Sounds good to me!
I sit there thinking of all the events that can take place tonight. And then I think about the event that will happen at the next Side effect.
Prozac
I’m going to get a drink.
I am going to get a drink but I mainly got up to jump in front of the TV again because he just started the gun fight again. Scene ends with me jumping in front of the screen and doing a little jig.