and i am. almost proudly. came clean. had too. repeating relapses will only lead to repeated injury. and im lucky im not kicked out again. homeless all over again. and if they only knew how long its really been going on im sure i wouldnt have been so lucky. and of course i went all crazy on him. calling. again and again and again. but ive done far worse then this repeating curse so i cant say im all that ashamed. i never was very good with feeling guilty. but. it kicked in. and i had to kick it out. admit it. "YES DEAR I WAS DRUNK THE OTHER NIGHT" and i hate getting caught. but. it was bound to happen. you can only play with fire for so long before you get fucking burned. and. i did say i did get off rather lucky. except now im freaking out about finding a job. any job. anything. or im done for. and it doesnt help that now my face is full of piercings. fucking ridiculous. thats my entire life. a joke. and a bad one at that. please god help me get a job. or i swear ill drop kick the next baby i see right in the face. yes. right in the face.