To God.

I guess I'll write until my laptop dies.

Today has been weird. My stomach and intestines have been in knots all day. Steph works up near LA usually on thursdays and fridays, but this week it's wednesday and thursday. She left at about seven. Since then,I picked Brandon up. Usually, he drives here, but he was in a car accident earlier today. Freeway traffic stopped, and the guy behind him rear-ended him. He saw it coming and tried to get out of his lane and apparently hit a truck in the lane over.

We got some meat at this mexican mercado on 9th, "Five Star Market". My parents got me a barbeque on the fourth of July (I'll be paying them back,) and we cooked it and made some kind of tacos with salsa and cheese. I cooked my meat super well done, but I couldn't bring myself to even try the sketchy chicken we also got. All the meat is like two dollars a pound there.

After I drove him home I had a cigarette with Dylan. I bought L&M lights 100's. Probably a poor choice but they were only four bucks. The guy at the counter said if I didn't like them, at least it was nothing to cry over. The bum who is usually outside of the 7/11 wasn't there, either. Probably a good thing.

It's misting. It's not rain, but it's also July. Strange weather this year.

Today I've ingested:
~Carmel Macchiato from Starbucks (super good, my first time trying it.)
~Blueberry and oat thing, and some blueberry scone. (Jamba was out of oatmeal for Steph.)
~Rice, noodles, orange chicken, and cream cheese rangoons. All from Panda Express.
~One Adobada taco
~Two packets of Stater Brother's Oatmeal.
~Water, green tea/sierra mist, Canada Dry.

I had more than three cigarettes, but hey, it's a work in progress.

I've also played a lot of Red Dead Redemption. Video games get my mind off of my stomach more than TV or books. Unfortunate, but at least something helps.

I want to feel better so much. I haven't had a normal day in months. I haven't had a good day in months. I need prayers.