9:56 p.m. - 2004-05-03
I ripped a deer tick out of my leg last night, that was a new experience.
I'm desperately trying to save up money so I can get the hell out of this room I'm renting. I'm feeling claustrophobic.
So I'm about forty-thousand dollars in debt, and I own absolutely nothing.
Even as I type that it feels so incredibly unreal I can't believe it's me. I can't believe I've let myself come to this point. I can't believe I let people, myself included, drag me down to this level.
I have nothing to show for my life except a broken heart and credit card bills overflowing in my mailbox.
I guess that's a bit cliche.
I'm going to have to change my layout, I haven't felt zentastic in a while.
Sometimes I wish I could turn my mind off.