Sorry to the six people that actually look at this thing. I have been busy all week and haven't really been up to anything the last week. I'll give it my best to remember.

After throwing myself into someone I have cared about my whole life, it's over. I'm left with hundreds of questions that will never be answered. Childhood all over again.
It was an awesome weekend with her and was hoping for many more. I'll deal with it. I would for her.
The whole week was me sitting around the house. Feeling to blue to want to do anything. People knew it, but could do nothing about it.
The weekend was fast approaching and I had many plans. Rebecca wanted me to go to her birthday part, Beth wanted to hang out, and I wanted to throw a super bowl party. I ended up not going to Rebecca's house and just went to the bar and hung out. Saturday I had nothing to do so I went back to the bar. Joel racked up a bill worthy of mentioning. $40 bucks here.

Actually 2 of them. A nice $70 one here. It isn't easy being rich and being cool at the same time.

Joel also went crazy and started having sex with alligators.
Beth wanted me to bowl so I did, and she didn't. Thanks.

The face I got for not wanting to bowl. Then she paid for me to bowl when I wasn't around and didn't bowl herself.
Sunday, I woke up and just hung out till 5 when the super bowl was about to start. People came over and we had a good time. They left and I crashed. It wasn't anything amazing, but it was fun.
I have been feeling really bad the past week. Worse then ever before. My spirit is officially crushed. It's got me thinking about what I'm gonna do with myself. If I'm not dead in 2 months, I'm thinking of moving south. Out of Minnesota. I really have nothing here other then some friends. Maybe all I need is a new start. Take my motorcycle and just find somewhere I can just hang out and deal with stuff. I was really hoping something worked out with her. I would have done a lot for her and it would have gave me a reason to do something. Now I just feel like leaving. I will see I guess. I hope my taxes are enough just in case I do leave. I'll be able to afford wherever I go for a bit. Maybe I'll get over this. Maybe.
It's so hard feeling like this and wanting to do something. Something better change.