Hummm, I thought I could be angry, and tough, over this latest event in my pathetic life. I was wrong, I just feel broken, again. You get out of life what you give, and I haven't given enough obviously.

It's pretty fucked up that I let my depression rule my life. Shelby called and asked if I wanted Zinny and the new dog to hang out here for the afternoon. I said no, because I was working on this.

So fuck it, I'm going to Vegas.