What a week its been, arguments with good friends, horrible things to realize about one's self, massive panic attack, a hangover due to the fact I got drunk to take the edge off said panic attack, and finally, FINALLY when I think the week might end better?

I'm drilling a couple holes in the floor of my Bump-to-Pass circle track car to drain water after washing it, I forget the old addage of look before you drill.

I freaking drilled a god damn hole into my gas tank, so no racing this weekend.

Seriously?

Fuck.
My.
Life.