Happy Politcally Correct Event.

Sitting in the parking lot of 711 on xmas eve trying to fight back
the thoughts of my ex girlfriend fucking other people. This is becoming
a habit on holidays. Life is really happening for me.
Nowhere to go.
Nothing to do.
Everyones out. Having a good time I assume, but im sure ill hear
something about something in a day or so. Steve was supposed to call me
around 9 to hangout. Guess he got tied up or forgot. Kinda unlike him
but not a big deal.
This is new for me this time of year. Useally im with someone or
making plans to see them the next day. 2 years ago id be picking up
kathleen and going back to my place to exchange presents. It was always
stressful cause I had to try and make sure she didn't get any repeats
from her mom or mike. Who I never spoke to. Somehow it worked out.
Last year I was bringing lisa home from the hospital. She had been in
for almost a week and I was super anxious to get her home. I had spent
the previous nigjht putting up a tree and decorating so she had
something to come home too. I spent a lot of money on her last year. Now
I got no one to buy for really. My parents Tina and Dani and that's it.
The stress didn't hit me this year. Its the first year im not working
in retail so the xmas rushed sorta passed me by. Aside from the constant
traffic it hasn't felt like xmas at all really. Oh wait I did get into
it with a dude at best buy the other day. He tried cutting me in line
and I snapped at him. Stupid shit really. People can be really dumb this
time of year.
New years will be a potential cluster fuck. I should just stay
home but its more depressing. For some stupid reason the idea of going
to Marcs for four days sounds less agonizing. At least I can drink.
Which im sure ill be doing plenty of. How else should I cope? Hopefully
ill be passed out in my car by the time the clock strikes midnight.