hellstorm

well, my car tire is fixed, as far as I can tell. went to the Auto Parts store, go to the counter (very un-male-like, I know) and said "Okay, I have a screw in the tread of my tire, got something that can fix it?"

walked out $5.10 lighter with a tire patch kit. its this file thing, a pushy thing, and these three strips that remind me of tar.

tomorrow, I find out if it holds or not!

on other notes, do really hate bad habits I picked up in High School. one is self-injury. almost an addiction. lately, since I've become pretty much convinced that dating won't happen for me ever, I'm starting to fall into that state again where I really really want to self-injure. so far, no injury (been a year this past December). but that urge still is there big time!

and does it suck sometimes as well!

kind of wondering, why can't I just be semi-normal, like everyone else, instead of this f*cked up kid doomed to be single?


well, that's all for now. my dad comes to visit on Sunday, and then the fourth of July we're all visiting my aunt in Cohocton. want to make it a special day for her. one year ago was the last time the family got together before my uncle committed suicide. could be interesting.