Yes, I have a problem...

So I've really done it this time.  Got into a drunken, verbal altercation with the owner of the bullshit "commune" I was staying at.  Tensions had been building with this guy and the other residents for quite sometime.  Enter, Jackie the Catalyst.  Opening my big ass mouth where it wasn't welcome or necessary.

This craziness concluded with me being kicked out of the "commune" and put on the street at 4 am this morning.  I have a friendly, yet very very temporary couch to sleep on, and an apartment already payed for.  Either way, I feel monumentally retarded and depressed.  I know I have a problem with the alcohol, it usually just takes a little bit of time for me to get into this much trouble.

Now everything is rushed, what should have been 2 weeks of job hunting and planning, is now 2 days to get into this apartment or else.  And its not just like it is only affecting me, Sage and Tyler now how to rush out of there own house.  I don't know if it is gonna happen the way we need it to, and it is really hard to stay optimistic and motivated with this dark cloud of failure.  Less than a fucking week. I suprise myself sometimes with my stupidity.

With a deposit, first months rent and possible prorate for moving in early, thats pretty much all my money.  If I don't get a job this second.  I am royally screwed.  Well, I guess this is actually typical Jackie.  Everything rushed, and unplanned.  I usually pull it off, lets just hope for the sake of my life, this is one of those times.  Cross your fingers friends and hope for the best.  For the first time since I got here, I am sick for my home.  Maybe I would have been better off just being a bum at my grandparents house.  Who do I think I am anyways?