Everyone knows giants have comparitively small genitals!

I decided rehab is for chumps. I'm just gonna go ahead and do what I do best, and if it turns out real bad then I'll probably end up in Vancouver anyway.
I got a new job working as a cook at a bar, and making damn good money and damn mediocre food.
I went on a pseudo-date with one of the waitresses the other night, before I realised that she was a waitress there. It was real nice, and I think I'd like to go out with her again sometime. I have to drive her to Red Deer today before work.
She's totally the opposite of me, which is kind of funny, because I haven't dated anyone that different from me since highschool. She's kinda preppie (but not in a zack morris way), and real purty. I ended up leaving yesterday because she wouldn't stop listening to such crappy music, but I ended up wandering back to her house a little while later.
She keeps a copy of Jenna Jamesons book on a shelf in her room right next to a bible she got when she was a kid. They're about the same thickness and equally credible.
We went swimming yesterday. More so, my friend Kim pushed her in the water off the peir and I felt obligated to dive in too, since she was all cold after that.
Probably all this is though, is just me getting my hopes way up and then nothing ever happening. Either way, I'm going to try to get her to come to a show with me in Edmonton on Sunday.
The best part about it is that she is drug free, which maybe will rub off on me.
Alright, I'm going to stop writing.