It's nice to be back in the south.
Many stories to come later.

I got in the mail yesterday the answer to a prayer.
Maybe not the answer I was hoping for, but an answer nonetheless.
It was a letter from the city of Northport.
The last real bit of hope that could keep me in Tuscaloosa.
I didn't make the cut.
So I'm moving home.

And that hurts.

I need a full-time job ( Read more... )

I really want to update here.
I have so much that I've been thinking about.
But the words won't come.

I feel like death ( Read more... )

So, I'm killing myself slowly ( Read more... )

I'm going up to Sand Mountain for the weekend.
If you really need me, you can try to call.
If you don't, don't.

Date three ( Read more... )

Buddy's Rib & Steak.
Tannehill Ironworks & State Park.
Red Lobster.
Varsity Blues.

Grand time was had by all!

Alabama, listen, Mother ( Read more... )