So here's where it stands. I'm doing ok I suppose. Work is unpleasant occasionally, but good most of the time. I get tired of picking up people's slack, and even more tired of when that results in something being done improperly and me catching shit for simply trying to do something someone else should be doing in the first place. It's a good enough job, but I'd rather get paid less to do something boring in a place where everyone at least respects eachother than work in a place dealing with my interests for a great wage where it's every man for himself. Lisa and I are pretty officially over. She's flipflopped between wanting to be with me and wanting me to fuck off for a long while. A few days back she made it pretty obvious that things were done, so I've decided to fuck off pretty permanently. I bear her no ill will, but I have no desire to be around her anymore. Hope things work out for her. I'm presently dating a wonderful, loving girl who I don't really want to be with. She puts a ton of effort into our relationship, is stupidly in love with me, and has no concept of how to date someone. On one hand, it could be something good, but on the other hand, I just don't want to date right now. I'd really be alot happier just being alone. Besides, big amounts of effort usually imply a depression or some other issue, and I can see that peeking out already. I really don't know what to do about anything involving this stuff right now. It just makes me depressed and emo. So I simply go to work and pretend that things are cool on this front. My van still runs ok. It's kinda falling apart because it's a piece of junk, but it gets me around and I've taken it places no van should ever go. Hell, I've taken it places I'd be scared to get a quad into. Not much else is really new. Life is pretty unexciting and mostly a swirl of vodka and sleep deprivation. It works ok, but leaves me with few interesting stories.