therealtexasguy

I had a terrible drug experience this morning. So bad, in fact, that I destroyed a fifty dollar stash of painkillers. I'm done with that shit.

Well, I'm going to have a good old fashioned court battle at the end of the month. I could avoid it by locking the tenant out of his residence, but I think I'd rather go to court (I get paid to go to court, whereas locking him out of his place just wastes my time). I'd go into the conversation we just had, but it'd take too much time to make it make sense - it's a three month saga that is finally, I hope, coming to a close soon.

I have a bad headache, no doubt thanks to that horrid drug experience I suffered this morning. God, I felt like I was going to die.

I got a lot of work this month. Come January I should have a good chunk of money in my bank account. Wonder what I'll do with it? Now that I'm getting sober again, I'm sure I can find even MORE work. Even more money is never a bad thing.

Ugh! I want someone to drive me to the grocery store! They can drive my truck even, I just want to lay back and smoke a cigarette and not have to fuck with traffic or street signs or any of that other shit that will only aggrevate my headache.

I seriously hope I get that house. A nice, pretty country home of my own. The lot isn't very big, but it's on the outskirts of the city limits so the air is clean and the neighbors are nice and it's like fifteen minutes from my favorite lake (which I have a season pass too ).

OK. This is too long. Talk to ya'll later.