blah blah blah.

well I totalled my car.

And two other cars.

At the same time.


I think its safe to say I'm royally fucked. I won't have my license for probably at least 4 months, if not a year, not to mention the insurance companies that absolutely hate me.

I don't understand it. I try. I'm not really a reckless driver, I don't drive drunk or high. I don't overly speed (like some other people I know) I know how to handle my car.

I don't smoke anything other than Blacks, I don't drink (much), I don't sleep around, and I don't do drugs. I'm not that bad a guy, I think. And nevertheless, bad shit just keeps happening around me. I wonder why people hang around me at all, with all the bad luck I have. I swear, God must be looking at me and laughing, like hes having fun fucking up everything in my life.

I straight out told my mom that I smoke the other day. She asked why I had a lighter to light the candles at my brother's birthday party, so I told her I have one to light my cigarettes. Then after the accident, when I was strapped to a board in the hospital, she went into my jacket to get my cell phone, and found the shot glasses in my pocket.

What a sheer stroke of genius, Kyle.

And to top all the relentless stupidity off, I went around work asking for rides home today.


Forgetting that I drove my sisters car there.


Will someone please run me over with a cement mixer?