Is It Weird To Tell You How Hard I Am Right Now?

Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to put it into words but right now I can't. And it's not even a drunk issue because I probably had 2 beers max tonight. Just couldn't drink like usual because my nerves were so jacked up. I could cry but I could also go spend 200 bucks at a strip club and drown in titties. And those are happy titties and tears we're talking about. I guess that's what winning the Stanley Cup is all about. Feels good. Feels really fucking good.