8 July 2005

This was our hotel. I got so drunk here I barely remember the entire trip.

Still, there’s nothing new. Cancun came and went and now it’s back to work. Soon back to school. This has been the loniest summer around, though. In total, I’ve seen one person that I consider a friend. Pretty pathetic, no?

I guess it seems pretty odd to me, although most summers are almost as bad. Hell, the highlight of my day was putting motor oil in my car. I still need to clean the squirrel blood off the wheels. I need to do a lot of things, as usual. Oh well, oh well.