Eveleen McCarthy

I used to live here a while ago, I left to visit home for a little while. Back now.

Ahh makes much more sense. Where is home?

Oh, I’m going to smoke it. I’m just thinking about the fact that fifteen million people are diagnosed with cancer each year, two million of which are lung cancer, and in the United States, 672,219 die from it.

You’re going to smoke it even after thinking about all that? Well damn. 

Uh the guy with the weird mohawk made it, I believe. But hey, it’s not his fault. Or maybe it is. I didn’t even order this. Some creepy guy bought it for me.

Stephen. I’ll have a talk with him. Oh--Well--Lets just get you a new drink--and I’m going to make sure that he didn’t spike this with something. 

So as I was saying, my cousin; which whom I road tripped all the way out here for, isn’t answering his phone AND neither is my brother; which whom I also came out here for. Family is great. So I now I’m here enjoying whatever this is – oh god this is nasty.

Well that just sounds shitty. But yeah family is just great. Which bartender made it for you? We did just hire on a couple new ones. 

Things?

Debating on if you want to smoke that or not?

Do you think the fake glasses will make my students respect me?

Confidence will make them respect you, not the glasses. 

It’s amazing that you haven’t figured out how boring you are.

It’s amazing that you haven’t figured out how much of a snot-nosed bitch you are. I feel sorry for you if you think me asking what drink you’d like is boring. 

It’s good to be back.

Back?