Losing All

Just sitting here yet again watching my Yankees game. I had some side work today which was $58 that I needed and watched my Fighting Irish piss away at least a chance at the game in the last minute. I feel this God awful sort of writer's block between this and my creative writings for which I'm sorry to anyone (anyone?) who reads this. I had a 'great' idea of a direction to go with my writing that I've been working on lately and then woke up and forgot it. Kind of pathetic if I may say so myself. I'm sort of sore right now from that work and just wanting to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow and hope that everything will be better. Everybody just seems to be happier and better off without me and then I'm just the guy that is there when there are problems needing fixed. Maybe it's just me, I don't know. I just need an escape. Goodnight.