Is it time yet?
I need to start working out again. I keep on starting, going for a week, then drinking heavily and decided "fuck it, I'll do it tomorrow." Then, tomorrow never seems to come and I'm just wasting away with my sea of alcohol slowly eroding my mind. Then again, that's not all bad. I just feel really stupid lately.
Last night I got drunk. I decided that I was going to give myself another tattoo. The ink wouldn't stick, though, so I figured fuck that, too.
I'm getting kicked out at the end of the month. I still have no job. The only option I have right now is that my ex-girlfriend, Coila's most recent boyfriend (the guy she dumped me for) offered to let me live there for a little. He's so sweet (seriously). I might have to do that, but I don't really want to. He's got enough problems without my help.
Last night I got drunk. I decided that I was going to give myself another tattoo. The ink wouldn't stick, though, so I figured fuck that, too.
I'm getting kicked out at the end of the month. I still have no job. The only option I have right now is that my ex-girlfriend, Coila's most recent boyfriend (the guy she dumped me for) offered to let me live there for a little. He's so sweet (seriously). I might have to do that, but I don't really want to. He's got enough problems without my help.