Another day


I still can't bring myself to study for this damn test. I'm cussing folks out at work. My parents think that I have some deep dark alcohol abuse problem.

The whole thing is kinda silly actually. I think i need to round all these folks up and say something brilliant like... I've been depressed since '89 people. Y'all need to wake up!


I have another doctors' appointment today. She's gonna ask me something foolish like, "so what did you decide you enjoy?" and I'm just gonna have to tell her i have no clue.


On a brighter note (pun intended) i think I might be able to get a guitar this weekend. If everything goes according to my plan.