Remember how that overrated hippy Kerouac somehow glamorized running on fumes as a writer and suddenly every Suicide Girl's boyfriend wants to waste themselves down to nothing writing meaningless drivel* while swigging Snapple they keep in a bottle of Jack since they aren't old enough to buy alcohol yet????
Yeah, me neither. Working all day and then coming home and working on other stuff until 2 or 3 am and then getting up to repeat the whole thing in the morning all over again isn't really that fun.
The plus side to this?
Alcohol tastes so much sweeter when I do manage to get out to a bar.
*)Not counting THIS meaningless drivel, of course.
Are you saving for retirement? Now THATS where the actions at, Jack.