So...
Yeah, I hate my job, I hate what I'm currently doing with my life... and I hate where this spiral is taking me. Everywhere but up. Ugh... it's weird how, one day you'll wake and feel like a million bucks, (even if you did you go out drinking the night before and have to go to work with a nasty hangover), and other days you feel like complete and utter shit! I won't even bother giving you guys any details, just know that it blows being at the bottom, don't ever get there! So anyway, they still haven't found out who screwed with my car, I still don't have a place to live, (even though I'm leaving this hellhole in about 6 months anyway, but who's counting, right?), and I still don't make enough goddamn money. Given, I really don't do a whole hell of alot that would gratify my paycheck but you know what? I still bust my ass with everything worth doing and I intend to bust my ass for the rest of the time I'm here... I just think that my main problem is that I feel really flaky. Like, right now I'm really sick of single life and I would love to just wake up next to a girl and feel that compassion, know what I mean? Well.. that's enough rambling for me... I'll write more later.