Can this month get any fucking worse?

I just want to effing go away somewhere, start fresh and leave all this shit behind. It’s killing me.

Tonight was interesting. Mike picked me up around 11, we went and picked Pepper up from work, dropped by the Variety House and dropped Pepper ’cause Kyle could only get one of us in for free. Took Ashley (Kiera’s sister) home, went back, parked and just sat in the car hollering at people and blasting Savage Garden. HEH. Don was there. That was the interesting part. Apparently, we’re not divorced. Fucking awesome. So I’ve been filing my taxes as single for the last two years and I’m paranoid as shit that I’m gonna get audited. I’m not believing that. Going to the courthouse on Friday to get the decree.

Anyhow. Apparently some girl overdosed on E and went into seizures and had to be taken to the hospital. And it looked like some kid got arrested. But yeah. It was amusing.

Pepper and I are determined to become V-House go-go dancers. HEH!

And after a phone call from a certain someone today from another certain someone’s phone and a total lack of interest on their part in the fact that we were in the same area, I’m paranoid as shit. I can’t keep FUCKING doing this to myself! It’s ridiculous!

Sleep.