I feel fucking alone down here.

So, I was freaking out because I only had $150 in the bank and I need to pay Evo Morales $100 American. That leaves me with $50 for gas and cigarettes and no eating. My sweet new ride requires $35 to $40 dollars of gas (old car use to only need at most $30). That leaves enough to half with my roomie, M. Night Shlama Lama Ding Dong, on a carton. I ( Read more... )

...I spent all of Thursday night writing my essay. To my surprise it came out quite good. Well, at least I'm proud of it. I went to sleep at 6 a.m. and woke up at 7 a.m. I made copies of this sex and love addicts anonymous questionnaire that helps an addict determine whether they are a sex addict or not. I printed my essay and gave the speech. I ( Read more... )

This has been an unbelievable stressful week. My quest for self-improvement took a stand still. I pretty much indulged myself in the same behaviors that cause me so much distress ( Read more... )

It has been a long time since I've been on LiveJournal. I forgot my user name, but it has come back to me. Just in time because I have been longing for a internet blog outlet to chronicle my recent life. Reunited at last ( Read more... )

I haven't updated in a while because I've been sort of in this limbo in my life. I still don't have a job, and it is because I haven't been motivated. I've been doing a lot of recovery work, but there comes a time when I have to put everything I talk about into action. There has been a recent shake-up at the girl's house. Two new girl's came and ( Read more... )

I now live in the girl's 3/4 way house. Where the most esteemed Vivi lives. I moved in yesterday. Other than that, all is well. I don't have job, but I will have one soon. All this moving around though really gives me a good excuse not have one. Also my car is fucked up and I was sick for a little bit. I am on step 4, and not only am I doing my ( Read more... )

I wasn't able to get my books yesterday because I wasn't able to get a hold of my parents. Of course the day my parents decided not to call me because they don't want to bother me. Adding irony to injury. So, I didn't even want to go to class today because I knew I was unprepaired, but what happen to me was a complete blind side. I get to class 5 ( Read more... )

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Monday, I some how registered for classes. I got up at 7 in the morning. I was up late because I was afraid that I wasn't going to go do what I said I was going to do, and my roommates were very concerned for me. I went on my way at 8, but I couldn't find the school. I was lost as hell, and at 11 I gave up. I decided that if I wasn't going to go to ( Read more... )