This may be my last day in an alive state as a human. It's a beautiful day in Florida and I'm going for my second walk of the day.

Usually I have a difficult time walking steadily around the neighborhood, due to my medical shit, but I have a good time.

Now I'm a little fucked up, so my walk may be affected. Hopefully for the better, I'll let you know what happens.

So, I walked for a bit and then stopped at the bar. After a while I asked my bartender Tina if she remembered the last time I was in her bar, and she said hell ya.

She knew the skanky blond chick that I brought home to the mancave to get drunk and stoned with last weekend. Tina might have even talked with Shelby, and the skanky blond has since been eighty sixed from the bar.

I wish good luck to her, she really needs it.

WTF! Have I really evolved into this state? I used to be a real man, capable of making my own fucked up decisions. Now I'm just an old guy who needs taking care of.

I'm begining to not give a shit.