Dear diary,

I think I should probably just stop drinking all together. It's apparent that almost everytime I do it, I need someone to take care of me. If I can't find my limits, then I shouldn't go there at all, or it's always going to end with me embarrassing myself.

Edit: And now, because of my drunken spectacle, I’m indebted to Ryan, and more specifically Teri, which means I’m going on mini-tour with him and Mike as their official photographer. At one time, this would have been considered a dream come true, but now, not so much. It’s already exhausting me. Plus, I was supposed to be going to Cleveland this weekend to see some bands at the House of Blues. We had free tickets! I’ve never been to Cleveland before and it would have been a nice minitrip with Gary and two of his friends. *sigh*