My Friday night was total shit.
Today I had to go and move some shit for my grandma who has Alzheimers; from one floor of the home she's in to another. "It will take about an hour" says my dad. Nope, it took more like 4. I was pissed. It was sad to see my grandma she had no idea what was happening "I don't know what's going on." "who are you?" "what are we doing here?" "Im so confused." she didn't know who i was.

Tonight will most likely be the same as last night. Nothing to do, and no one to be with... Although I do have some brandy and vodka left, but drinking alone will only make things worse.

I think I need to get out of this town for a while, just for a couple days.