i am so effin tired!

ugh. i am trying to stay awake until at least eleven so i won't wake up in the middle of the night and not be able to go back to sleep. i've worked 45 hours in four days and it caught up with me around six tonight.

today was not real busy but was hectic. do and re-do. start, then change. do. do. eat. smoke. do more. then wait. do even more.

oh well, i'm working so i'll be able to pay off two traffic tickets and three parking tickets. that's something i have to do before i can leave for training. apparently the coast guard will not let you train if you have any ticket outstanding. the total is close to $600. what a waste of money, huh?

we went out to valdosta last night with dylan. had a good time pending the circumstances. let's just say voodoo lounge is not what it was when i left here two years ago. first of all, i had someone pull me to the side and tell me to put out my cigarette because the police were coming. what? obviously you cannot smoke in the bar there. c'est la vie (there, anonymous. happy?)

then the music sucked. really bad. the dance floor was way overcrowded. it was hot. loud.

and! someone poured their drink down my back... yeah. the fool had bumped into me no less than three times prior. i wasn't in the aisle or anything. in fact, i was standing practically in the middle of a circle.

once he poured his drink on me, i turned around to him just gazing drunk. no i'm sorry. no attempt to get napkins. just stupid drunkeness.

so, i grabbed his cocktail, at least what was left, and threw it onto the floor.

on the better side of things, i did get to see david, dave b's friend from college. we caught up and had an interesting conversation. he's still in school, doing well. and still cute as ever. and just as nice and compassionate.

wendell went to sleep on the way home... i drove dylan's rental truck home: he crashed his. very nice. the conversation he and i had was as well. seems we have a lot in common and he's not as anal as i first thought. we both admitted last night that we practically hated each other when we first met. proves second chances are worthwhile and opening up does expose you and makes you vulnerable but it also uncovers little pieces of your life that you realize would very well fit in someone else's puzzle they call their life.

yonnathan said all my fishies are still alive and swimmin'. he even bought them a heater for their tank... he's so nice. ; )

it's 10:15. i'm going to eat a bite or two, then hit the sack. i'm exhausted.