alright, so...

I'm done complaining, for now at least. I guess I just viewed myself as being in a much different spot than I am right now. Okay, I messed up, dug myself into a bit of a ditch. I guess it takes some time to get out of it. I mean, I basically spent two to three years messing up what I had going for me, so I shouldn't expect myself to be back on track 100% within a few months.

On a brighter note, hopefully I'll be getting paid more in the very near future. I can post about this because I know that nobody from my work would ever read this, let alone anybody at all. But I guess Tim, probably the funniest and nicest guy I work with, and also the manager of my department, is going to work elsewhere. Which means that I will most likely get to be the manager of my department. I'm actually excited, in an embarrassing way. I know its not a big deal, but at least it will finally feel like my hard work paid off. I'm a good employee for this place, and the fact that I'm still making what I started off with five months after the fact has been really bothering me. Now, I am not even positive that they will give me the position, but I'm sure I'll be promoted in some shape or fashion.

As for my social life? It's still quite dreary. I'm talking to this girl now, and I adore her, but that whole situation is completely fucked. I guess I'll just have to wait it out and see how things shape up. But hopefully, if I start making a reasonable amount of money as planned, I can start doing things again like I used to. I still have my train ticket for NYC, so I definitely have to go get my city therapy in the very near future. I just found out that Andy Moor will be playing on Saturday, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to make it this weekend. But on an even better note, Cosmic Gate, my favorite live DJs, are coming in early March. I wouldn't miss that show for the world. Hopefully some other people will join me, but I wouldn't give a shit going alone for that.

Well, I have to leave for work around 7am, which is about six hours and forty-five minutes from now. I should attempt to get some shut eye, even though my sleeping hasn't really been all that bad over the past two or three nights.

Goodnight, world.