Life was a feast

Diary (hopefully daily) of your average guy.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

You've done nothing so far but destroy my life.

What a fucking great line.

Not going to visit the ex. Too many challenges abounded with her. Part of me always felt like I was on gaurd and had to justify things in my life. I don't need that.

I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow. But the truth is, I am starting to look for a second job. I just simply need the money and I can't find a good pimp.

OK, off to pick a bank to rob. Nite.