Actually that comment did help. So bring on the depression and despair, the loneliness and longing. I'll give it two weeks. Will it be worth it? I hope so.

I had a dream last night that made me ask myself a question. Had M been better looking, would she have seemed so crazy? Sadly, no.

Rejection, dejection, 'tis all the same anymore. It's all I feel, all I am. The worst part I know it's real and I can't or won't do anything about it.

Another failed date. Just another reminder of what I'm missing; of how far I've come and how far there's left to go.

Another year older. Another year closer to death. No closer to finding Happily Ever After. What can I say? I'm depressed. I'm close to the revelation that I have to have before I can find it. What I have to believe in the core of my being is that I don't need/want a relationship. I'm now at the point where I can see how and what one doesn't need or want a relationship, and there are moments when I can feel it, just not today and not tomorrow and not for the next few days at least. I always get lonely and depressed right around my birthday and new years. It's just another reminder of my mortality and that loneliness that I do a fairly decent job of covering up most of the time.

To the Hulberts, may they rest in peace. An adventure to the graveyard and a drink to the randomly departed.

Hi world! Lifes kinda good at the moment, just time for a quick hi or high lol

Why do the f*cking Mexicans make That much more than the people who don't speak their goddamed language? Ugh I hate fucking Mexicans!