If you're a rich uncle I didn't know I had, now would be a good time for you to die.

I canceled my weekend in Detroit with the girl I'm seeing. I'm just too broke. She wasn't happy, needless to say, and I feel like an ass. So, that sucks.

I hate myself sometimes, still, even when things are going good. I suppose that I'll survive this, too, although sometimes I don't know how I made it this far.