Life?
Well i started this week off thinking why the hell im here, picking up trash and cleaning a building no one sees much of. I started thinking about my decisions in life and would i have been better off going to colloege first, or why do i piss off Chico so much that he thinks im crazy (thats my boss). I dunno i guess ive been sober for way too long. No alcahol, no nicotine, no meds, no caffine. Its tough being sober. But then when i thought it couldnt be any worse my friend drives by and says wassup, which is a good thing, and mentions hes havin a party this weekend. And of course im working this weekend. All night. So ill be bored and sober again starting Friday night when im babysitting my building. Im gonna have to pull something off this week to make up for this lost weekend or i think ill go crazy.