i drank on thursday with my father. started drinking becks dark and moved onto hard mikes later. spend the majority of friday puking. i was in a crappy mood all weekend. off-centre. it was nice to hear someone call me and krystal "cute together". we don't get out much as a result of my reclusive nature so it was nice to hear something like that. i start work again tonight. finally. its nowhere special i'm actually returning to old roots. but i'm not going to plant myself there. i'm on the lookout for the rest of my life. i have no interest what you ate for breakfast or what your going to do when you leave. none. whatsoever. thanks to those who put up with me (no wait.. thank YOU) and i'm off in a minute. no idea on travel time anymore.