well, i went to bardstown this weekend. it sucked.
broke down on the BG past midnight, it was cold. i was alone. but the car's fixed and hopefully in better condition.
found out a few things that i needed to know. understanding
is a big part of the battle.
my parents took Lola to find her a good home, since i'm too busy (and
irresponsible) to take care of her like she deserves. doubt i'll see
her again, which bums me out more than anything, but serves me right for
getting attached to anything.
now i'm back, thank god, and alive, surprise, just waiting for chips
to fall in place and things to look up more than they have in the past
week. then again, who'm i to care?