I went to the local library in my new town. It smells of mildew, and it's very small. Everyone was on a computer and nobody was reading. I tried to read but it was just too damn loud. Everyone was talking. It's out of control. I'm going to have to go to the next town over. This is what I am reading. It's by James Joyce. http://www.amazon.com/Portrait-Artis.../ref=pd_cp_b_0 It's pretty good so far. It's semi autobiographical.

I went a whole month without a single drink! Tonight, I will finally have a few with a good friend.