Guess who’s back in California? This guy. I know I have like 2.4 followers, but I’m going to pretend that you care.
I’m drinking wine and looking at “The Big O” (the ocean). I should be all relaxed and thankful and happy.
But I can’t stop freaking out about my life.
This morning, my gym membership automatically stole the rest of the money in my bank account. I have $4.00 left. WHAT THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO? That’s not even enough money for cigarettes. Or Starbucks.
I need to find a job, a car, and a place to live.
I have $3,000 saved up for a car, so that’s a start.
There are 250 pictures on my camera from last night. I just got done going through all of them, and I’ve got to say, we made a beautifully inappropriate picture story. It starts out pretty normal..
But then, everyone hits a wall..
And then everything got really, really, awesome.
But ever so suddenly, everyone passed the fuck out except for me, Eli, Hunter, and Tyler. I kept calling us “The Survivors”.
I’m so happy to be back in Colorado. I was so lonely in California, and here, I have so much to live for. I may be unemployed and kind of fucked financially right now, but being home with my family and friends makes everything alright.