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It's now official, God still hates me...keep in mind all the events proceeding occurred in one day, during one 24 hour period...so last night I was at my lowest point, homeless planning on sleeping in a mausoleum in a graveyard. Luckily I have the most amazing girlfriend in the world and she let me sleep with her last night (pause for chuckles) The 1st thing you should know is she's about to get fired for having me and Dustin, Dustin and I, in the back room and so on her way to work she got pulled over for speeding, no insurance, license, etc. Meanwhile i'm stranded in Beaver Shores until about 9:00, 98 degrees outside and a cop arrests me for loitering or apparently "vandalizing" nothing, i just wanted to spend some time with Liana before I go off to Illinois for a few weeks, i'm gonna miss her so much, but I have to to get some money to try and give her a place to stay when her mom goes apeshit, but it still sucks...but anyways back to the story at hand, so I was getting really dehydrated and I saw this indian man motioning for me to walk off this ledge and after careful concideration I did, and now i'm dead...don't pretend you'll miss me...