aenemated

i got extremely, very much drunk last night. twas a night like those first nights in vegas where i didn't care how i little money i had; all i wanted was to get pissed and come home to a warm bed in which to pass out.

things are looking up these days; money seems to finally be trickling in, work is piling up and i feel a renewed sense of worth in this otherwise dismal economy. for far too long i'd become exactly what i didn't want to -- complacent. i'd given up (for the time being) any hope of getting more out of vegas than a cheap night of drinking making a beast of myself. i was in a relationship with a beautiful girl that, by all means and purposes, was so completely wrong for me; yet i'd accepted that i likely couldn't do any better and rolled with it.

but now! it's a fresh new day! new life! new work! money! etc!

i may be hung over, but goddamn i feel better.