Please excuse the "funny" title which I quoted from Beavis and Butthead.

In all seriousness I may be insane. As some of my friends know, I've been taking an antidepressant called Cymbalta, which I took the last of Sunday. Now, if you don't know, this is serious shit. If you stop taking it it fucks with your mind. Well....I believe I'm fine. But my wife and my parents think otherwise. Today, I invited some friends over. My wife got pissed because my friend asked why I took 30 mins to shower. He asked if I was beating it. Jokingly I said yes. Strike one. Next, my friend turned off the TV instead of lowering the volume. Strike two.

She leaves without telling us. I call and see if she's coming home soon cuz we were gonna start a bonfire. She yells at me and says no. Ok...fuck you then. Then she comes home and locks us all out. She then refuses to open the door. So I go to the back door and kick it in. She then tells me to get the fuck out of HER house. It's OUR house.

So eventually I agree to talk to her. I tell her truthfully that I'm not happy and that I haven't been in awhile. She then tries to have sex with me to make it all better. It worked before, but now I'm not that stupid. So I eventually left. I know some people are gonna be like "dude, your a monster." Let me say this...try living with her.

Anyway, her and my parents are now threatening to send me to a loony bin where I'm cut off from the world and people will "get in bed with me." WTF?!

So, my friends that came over are somewhat filled in to what happened AFTER they left. Yes I did talk to her. I was honest.

So, this may be the last you hear from me for a few years. Depending on IF they convict me, and how long.

So....whatever.

(Some of what happened was cut from this journal due to the fact that I didn't feel like writing an epic novel. the straight facts are there though)