mm hmm - thats about how it goes.

I should have known from the burning paper towel that the night would suck. Currently single (?) the night was ridiculous. Not only did I piss Bryan off but I puked on the drum case of the guy in the band. I wasn't even drunk. Just drank vodka and cranberry, my fucking nemesis. So he is on vacation til Tuesday, at which point he will "let me know where we stand". Awesome. Umm what else. Start PT this week if i can get an appointment. I will lose my rental soon. Uh....yea. Long live everything. Another thign I lost. Dead car. Dead fish. Dead relationship...fuckin' weeee!