Okay, so my day didn't go as well as I thought it would. Went out to my grandparents for my sons b-day party and got insulted and rediculed by my mother and wife. So I was in a bad mood starting there. Then after we got out of there, Beth wanted me to run an errand for her. So I did and I didn't like it. I had to carry two gallons of cold milk without bags and two cans of juice...in bags...from the east side B&D to beths. And she lives over by the fort.....long as walk. The bag with the juice broke and I had to carry both gallons of milk with one hand, and the juice with the other. By the time I got back to beths, my hands were NUMB. Right now as I type this, my fingers are still swollen from the cold.Then I found that I lost my finger armour....wonderful. Then beth and I had yet another fight....resulting in my leaving. I get back to pauls and can't find my goddamned knife. So yeah.....I'm VERY STRESSED OUT RIGHT NOW. I wonder how I would react to alcohol? Well, wish me luck.....I'm gonna need alot of it. Adios.
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