Monthly Update
Yes, yes, yes . . . I am well aware of how much I suck.

No update for a sincerely long time, then this hypertrophied mess of information overload. Well, what can I say, I'm a lousy correspondent. I carefully place that bit of information on the new year's resolutions every year, just underneath "Quit kicking kittens" and above "Quit hating worthless souless politican attention-whores," but it never seems to work out that I manage to actually write to the people in my life and keep them updated.

So, yeah.

I wrecked my truck, and am missing substantial amounts of money from my financial aid due to computer error. I failed EVERY class I took fall semester, which throws off my carefully planned exodus from Kennesaw. I now reside in the grey, greasy limbo of academic probation. Despite the shitstorm in other sections of my life, I haven't been to practice in a month, and I doubt my students even remember me. The depression worsens.

I tell ya, folks. If my shitheel life doesn't get better than this real soon, I'll be investing in a single shotgun shell . . .