All Fucked Up

As you can probably tell I haven't really been in the best of spirits recently. Had a slight sense of humour failure. Everything seemed very serious. Getting better now. I've started drawing again - for the first time since I left school. Its quite therapeutic. Yes, a writer, a musician and an artist, I truly am a renaissance man.
Shit at everything.
I also discovered some papers from back when I was even more fucked up than I am now - living in what I thought was a house(but everyone who saw it described it as a squat), ingesting serious quantities of cannabis and, as it turns out, writing prolifically about how fucked up everything was...happy days. I'm thinking of putting it all on a new blog about how fucked up I was, am and will forever be.
As opposed to this one which is about how fucked up everything else is.
I'll get back to that soon-promise.