It's like someone broke my heart right before my eyes.

Vacation is a time to relax, take some time away from the "real world", and do whatever I want to do. It's not a time to want to find the little bastard that decided to key my car in a town where I might possibly get shot if I looked wrong at someone. OMG!!!! I just got Coors and now I have to take him to the hospital when I get home. Grrrrr to the infinty! I can't believe someone would do that! They are going to hell, yet again I am too for all the shit I do! Okay, okay.....ge over it...Im on vacation. So here I go....night number 2 in Corpus and what am I doing....watching tv at the beach house! I need to be going out right now, getting a little drink and finding something crazy to do. Perhaps the night will end up good. I just have to calm my nerves down a bit and be impulsive. That is the key...don't worry! Nothing will happen I swear!


BTW this was night numero uno.....I honestly think we drank so much we were crawling up the walls.