Not too much is going on here. I'm still feeling kind of depressed. I have an appointment with a new shrink once I get back from this road trip. I'm feeling really positive about it and trying to work through the resentment that I have for Bigbie and Sosa. I'd still like both of them to take a long walk off of a short cliff, but I guess I can't have everything, and really, that's not very good team spirit. Hopefully this new psychiatrist will be able to delve into my innermost thoughts and give me some insight as to why I can't get a date and everyone seems to hate me.
Apparently Tiffany and Bigbie are now dating. And apparently Bigbie can bite my acne laden ass.
Speaking of hating Bigbie, I found someone who does like me, but look whose pic she posts? L.B.'s!
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!?? HELLO! I'M THE ONE WHO GAVE YOU A FLOWER!
AND WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS BITCH THINK SHE IS? She's got an icon of D-Lowe with a huge bonar looking like a complete fag, so I guess I can't take her TOO seriously.
I got an email from Proactiv. I should be getting it in the next week. Can't wait.
I've been going out at night, trying to see if I can pick up some Chicago chicks with no luck. Typical. The ones on the South Side are way skanky so I thought it would be easy.
Whatever, I guess I'm just a born loser. Except when it comes to baseball, cause obviously I kick ass there.