Uhm...
1:50 p.m. - 2004-09-12
Ugh, it�s been a hectic week and I�m starting another one. It seems like there�s no end to anything.
Friday, I broke down. I had gone to have some margarita�s with Carolina, her mom and Maria Teresa, and as I sat there and they babbled on and on about men and life, I sat there thinking. When I got in my car and started driving home, when I got to where you can stay on I-59 or take 610, I started to cry. I got home and thought about taking a shower, walked the dog, came back in, had a beer, took a shower, called Daniel and started crying again. It just didn�t seem fair. Now, I think I�m all right. It still bothers me, I bought a card to send to his family, but this is something I�m not going to forget. It�s not like when Rigo was killed in that drive by shooting when I was in high school. I went to that funeral, but I felt nothing.
In other news, Dan the Man is an asshole. And for some reason, I�ve been listening to a lot of country lately. I don�t know why. I also talked to my brother�s wife and Emily sent me some pictures from San Miguel. Ok, I have to go.
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