mrgreen

So amongst all the war nonsense going on I was bored, and a bit depressed last night. I was tired from a long week and passed out on my bed (in my clothes) at like 11. I woke up at 2:30am becaseu my cell phone was ringing. I pick it up, still half asleep and answer it. Of course it's my ex-wife calling me drunk off her ass to tell me how "I fucked eveything up in our realtionship". (mind you we've been seperated for more than 6 months). As she's finishing her spiel i can hear some random boy coming to her house, very class i must say. Prolly not just a hang out visit. Maybe she should realize that I needed more from a partner than she could offer. She wanted a differnet man than i was and she always tried to mold me into something else. And then she blames me for not conforming. ughhhh. I spent the next hour feeling lower than i have in a long time. Emotions suck ass some time. Well fuck it, tonight is saturday night and the world is my playground. I'm gonna light up a bowl (or 2 or 3 or 10) and light up the town. I hate the fact that i have such a love/hate relationship with my own life. I hope everyone hasa kick ass saturday!

peace & 420