Well, what can I say. Time and time again betsie has saved me, both spiritually and mentally and physically. I drove like a bat out of hell all the way to raton, about 50 miles past we hit a blizzard. They even shut down the interstate going north for about an hour and a half. From pueblo to denver which is about a two hundred miles. Oh and don’t forget only going about 30 miles an hour. It felt like going a hundred miles an hour on a dirt road. It was hell. It didn’t even feel like it was letting up. Countless hours past and still no sign of home. It was horrible. I’m ok though, and so isn’t betsie. My car is a snow godess. Yesterday I spent all day shoveling her out, we had over 3 feet of snow. the whole stinking city was shutdown it felt like. Roads were shut down, it was a good day though. Very relaxing and I am now accustomed to my new time zone.
I never thought I’d say that, but I miss my parents, I miss my dogs and I miss my new home in texas. It was so nice and relaxing. there were a ton of jobs that were available. and on top of that, gas was cheap, the town isn’t that big compared to denver, but it’s pretty big, but small enough to be nice.
My first day home we just relaxed. My father had to go to work, and once he did, me and my mom ate dinner and watched a few movies together. One of which was called the ring. Havn’t seen it, you probably should, very very late at night. It was pretty scary 
I like scary movies sometimes.
The next day me and my mom went shopping, it was pretty nice as well. We went to sams and a couple other shops. Later that night we listened to rodney carrington’s new cd, which btw is halarious.
The next day my dad had off. We went to go see bringing down the house. That was halarious. We also went to go see old school.
Here latley I’ve been lively, but down in the dumps, Just with leaving my parents and dogs andmy new home. Also with all that has transpired with me. Somebody I thought I knew, well… I was dead wrong. I suppose that was my fault but nothing I can do now. I figure it’ll be best for me to play the quit game for now, probably the rest of my life. I could care less if I ever spoke to her again. But whatever.
It was good to know that I’m not the only one having the same problem. One of my friends is having the same problem. For the past few years he was in a happy situation, as soon as he moved, he got the same results as I. The only diffrence is he doesn’t show it. I don’t even think he cares. He laughs about it. I suppose I dont’ care either, but then I suppose I’d be lieing as well. I dont know what to think. I dont even want to think about it, I guess that is why I have a journal, so I can vent to whomever reads this.
Well.. I need to get ready for work. I just wish that this would all pass, very quickly. I also hope that everybody has somebody as reliable as betsie. Someone or something to keep your brain ticking. But I need to go…
Peace
The Mayor
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