I'm in denial about summer ending. I wasted it! Again! I want more time to go to the beach. And I just went to the horse races for the first time and I want to bet on more horses! It just isn't fair! Another summer wasted in the bar. I don't even have any good bar stories this week. Last night an odd Asian man followed us from Vegas to the Otter and I think he was trying to friend me up until the point he saw me punch Tim in the forehead. I don't remember doing it but there's a welt on Tim's face to prove it happened.
I glanced over at the windowsill and realized I'm a person I would like if I wasn't me. So at least I have that going for me.