If you ever read the stuff on this page then you know about my meeting and encounters with a very pretty girl as of late. The way things happened, well, I thought we were going to date. You know, be a couple and stuff... at least eventually anyway. But I was wrong and I found that out last night right before an episode with my drunken "father". I had suspected, but last night was just the denoument of my suspicion and I was pretty much laid straight. Thankfully I didn't have to outright say, "so hey... we ever gonna make out you think?" No, it came in a more subtle way, and while dismayed at first (anyone would be lucky with to have this chick) I got over it when I woke up today. I couldn't really address it to myself last night, there was too much going on at the homestead to think all that clearly (glug glug, daddy...). But today, I was just thinking, "fine then... whatever. I'm at least sort of cute, someone should pick me up eventually." And yeah, thats pretty much my story for today. I'm not even going to bother to write about the other things that happened last night, its just too redundant. Blah blah... dad comes home drunk... blah blah... yelling, screaming, crying. Death threats... all a regular day for a doctor of the obvious. But yeah... its a bummer about that chick, but chacun son gout (to each their own)... and I would rather laugh than cry, so thats what I'm gonna do. Just one more ounce of proof that chicks are completely insane.