"Hell is for Heroes" Well that was sweet. I just got done writing a nice long depressing entry and went to save. It didn't save. Oh well. Technology is far from perfect. So. Today is another day. Another day of me sitting in the house wishing I were someone else. My how I'm enjoying this dead as hell summer. (sarcasm) Well M is acting odd today. Still trying to make me feel guilty for drinking I suppose. Well goodluck with that. I feel guilty so much about everything I'm not sure whether or not I can feel anymore. Moving on. So yes. This is the summer I turn 22. WOW. I'm sure that my birthday is going to be about as exciting as watching grass grow. Oh well. So let's see. Not much is going on as usual. No one's called. Which is probably best for everyone. I'm beginning to wonder what SEB's J thinks of me. He's a hard fellow to read. Well other than the fact that he comes across as super controlling and super self conscious. Fat boys usually follow the same pattern. I don't think I like him all that much. He reminds me of my cousin Dave. And that's okay, except for a few private facts. I don't know. But she's always asking me what I think of him. I wonder what he thinks of me. It's not really important. I guess I'm just curious. Moving on once again. So this is my life. Everyone's either angry at me. Or just doesn't care. I'm to the point now where it doesn't even matter. I'm not worried about anyone anymore. Why worry? Let the chips fall where they may. I think maybe I'll go upstairs and work on my art. Done for now.