I'm unable to write again. I can't seem to form a coherent thought, in life or on the blahg.

J gave me my holiday present last night. He gave me a huge fake diamond ring. It's meant to be worn as a bracelet, but I have big giant man hands, so it doesn't fit me. I'll put it on the stick shift in my car. He also gave me a book called "How to Behave - a guide to manners for the socially challenged".

So, to sum up my life: I was unemployed for over a month, am so broke I can't pay attention, am 10 lbs heavier than normal, have been Heismanned twice in the last month, got no xanax, and one of my best friends thinks I need help behaving.

Awe. Some.