Oh lord, I'm baaaack.

I got out of rehab and went for 3 and a half months before relapsing.
Gary has been in jail. He will (if everything goes as planned) be home by next weekend. I couldn't be any happier. I love him.


As for my last post, here is where I am now. I have been gettin the THC. Contemplating on quitting. At least smoking. Got my tongue pierced. I fucking love it. I got the Gemini symbol tatted on my neck. I have a job on the weekends. I get to register for classes in a little less then a week and then I can start looking for a job for during the week.

As for the rehab, I ended up staying in good old Santa Clarita. FML.

So here I am. Back. I guess.