endlessly

Saturday night - drunk. Sunday night - even drunker. Had to get an IV yesterday to make it thru. My bud and I drove to Detroit yesterday to pick up a motorcycle he bought. Kind of fun, but long drives just remind me of driving to go see her. WILL I EVER STOP? Wanted to go out and drink some more last night but we got in so late I just crashed out.

While I was driving yesterday I thought about something in particular I wanted to say on here, but now I'm drawing a blank. I made it through the most psychologically trying weekend of my life. I didn't do it with ease or anything, I had to drink a lot. Gonna go back to Lex today and get started on the next phase of my life. I can't wait to get as far away from here as I can, do something completely new, meet new people and start making a career for myself. That's all I want right now, to start providing for myself in the way that I should have been for the past few years. If I get a bonus I'll be able to pretty much wipe out all my debt in one fell motion. I have a lot of plans and want to initiate movement on them ASAP.

Someone please tell me a good joke or a funny story. I just don't smile anymore and I feel dead inside. Prove to me that I'm still alive.