3 laggers, 1 guinness, 7 vodcas with red bull... that's Factotum alright

The movie had been on for many weeks but I never seemed to find the right moment to see it, because I knew that if I saw it I would have to go to a bar and drink. Just drink, you know?
It turns out that I went to see Factotum with my cousin at 2pm this afternoon and I was willing to go home afterwards or walk around Oxford St and do a little shopping but I just couldn't do it... I HAD to drink after that, for obvious reasons...

The book is way better but the movie is good, too. You can feel Chinaski's urge to have a drink in the middle of his shift, or maybe a cigarette where he wasn't supposed to smoke. Man, I just had to have liquor after the movie, it would be outrageous otherwise.
I have a box of Foster's here at home, but I don't care, just going for the real thing. Vodca with Red Bull. I wish I had Red Label here, than it'd be perfect. Or not.
And the thing is: we're all factotums here in this land, no matter how hard you try to change your life. Even if you get to know somebody here with contacts, even if you study and get a certificate. You're gonna be a factotum for a long time, maybe all your fucking miserable life. Even if you earn the good wages, man, you can't avoid it. There's always gonna be some motherfucker telling you what to do and you have to obey the bastard all your life in order to get a raise in your paycheck and get a good retirement... and than you're too old to enjoy life and you just wait for the end to come... That's sad, man...
But you have the booze to make things less miserable...
All the way, man...
All the fucking way...