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good song: "come pick me up". Well, its either a Ryan Adams song or perhaps a Whiskey Town song before he was a druggie solo artist. (no offense to the druggies, at this point...I would if I could). An awesome version is a Counting Crowes cover that just covers all your sadness in like 3 bars of lyrics. Alcohol has always been a good friend of mine, but man we have totally bonded through all this "Springer" drama I have swirling around me. Its bullshit I say....My new favorite phrase since all this life altering madness has approached my door step...."Bow out gracefully." Perhaps I may not take much with me but I guess my dignity and self respect will be sufficient. I have indeed stopped crying. however, my concentration is shot all to hell. I have no focus. And everything that happens in this life of mine seems to somehow fall in to some Freudian version of what is happening to me, in my life at this particular turn. O.k, so I am in Philosophy class that may explain a lot.