Some dumb reason.

It's weird. I have never been one for keeping a journal or bitching a lot. I have usually kept everything pent up inside and never let no one know how I was feeling. I did keep a journal once, but that was when I went to Spain. I wrote in that thing at least once everyday. Usually it was when we were getting home from the square, fucking trashed. I got so drunk almost every night that I was there, it was crazy, mad fun. But anyways, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I have always kept my thoughts and feelings inside and never wrote them down or let others know what was going on in my head. I suppose that is why I had been such a depressed teen, and very suicidal. No one accept for one counclier that I had in middle school ever picked up on it. And even she got fired from her job, and then there was no one to help. Oh well, I survived.

Since I have been writing this thing, I seem to be happier. I don't know why, I seem to bitch a lot on here. Maybe that is why. I be venting. Well, it's just weird for me.

Anyways, my work out with Gary this morning was pretty good. My back muscles are all sore as fuck now, but my legs are finally working properly. Gotta get up in a few hours to do some cardio. I can't wait.

My day was a good day, for the most part. Woke up with Gary and worked out, either drunk or hungover, not quite sure, but it was a hard and good workout. Had a great shower and a nice long nap before having to go to work. I had some crazy ass dreams, they were pretty amazing. Woke up to a kitchen that was being cleaned. That made me really happy. Then I was having a fantastic day at work (weird I know, 2Wire really blows) until my last call. It made me so angry. I wanted to stab the guy in the face multiple times. Over and over and over (you get the picture). At one point during the call, Dan came over, and I explained to him what I wanted to do to this guy. He responds to me by saying, "You have been so angry lately and I don't know how to take it." Then he promptly left the building. I usually am a really easy going guy. I am a pacifist, usually. But for some dumb reason, I have been really, really angry lately.

Oh yeah, I quit smoking.