lots of changes...new faces old places
so i decided to up and move away from south carolina. well actually i half decided. my mom made the rest of the decision for me. basically i was a major drunk for the entirety of the past 3 months. i was killing myself. about 3 weeks ago i spent an entire week wasted drunk. there were no breaks, except for sleep. i'd wake up at about 2 in the afternoon. drink a few shots of whiskey, fill up my flask, get in my car and go to work, sipping on the flask all night. then i'd go back home, refill my flask and then go to work at the bakery that my moms own and sip on the flask all night while i baked. on saturday night, since i didn't have to be at the bakery, when i left work, i went straight to a bar and got shit-faced. i then drove home, parked my car in the driveway and then passed out with the car still running. that morning, mom went out to my car and turned it off. i woke up about 10, went in the house and drank some more whiskey and passed out again. mom woke me up about noon and told me she wasn't going to watch me drink myself to death and i had a week to pack my shit and get the hell out. i had already made plans to come back to florida, they just got moved up a couple of weeks. now i'm living in clermont (just west of orlando) with my cousin and his fiance. i'm waiting on a job at the blood bank where i used to work, but it's gonna be at least another week before they make me an offer for employment. so, starting tomorrow, i'm going back to doing what i loathe.....day labor. but you know what? who cares? i got bills to pay and no money to pay them, so fuck it. anyway, that's what's goin on. i think i'm gonna start updating this more.....at least once a week. i doubt anyone reads it anyway. but....once again.....who gives a fuck? makes me feel a little better.