Went to go see the dirty stay out this past weekend. She was a friend of the ex who moved down to the East Coast ofd purgatory recently. She had called me to let me know that life sucked just as much on the other coast and we should meet up and comiserate. So across Rt. 80 I went and it might as well been I 80 for all the empty plains I saw I may way around Lake Okeechobee, that's that hole in the middle of Florida you see on the map. Anyway, we had a blast the stay-out has always been one of those people you hang out with that makes you wonder why you even bother hanging out with other people. Alas, Sunday came and it was back to my cage. It sucks I have to drive 2 and a half hours to find some people, (her brother was also cool, both from NYC) that are worth hanging with down here. It makes me think what the fuck I'm doing here. But that's a question to ask after, when can I actually get some money saved, until then all I can say is, sigh.