I'm so sick of forgetting myself to remember who I am.

My brother and his wife are in Fort Myers for the weekend and they wanted me to come up for the night. I decided, what else do I have to do? So I am going to head up there and sit on the beach and drink some rum and coke and get blasted. I need to get away from the justle and bustle for a day so this is good. Well, I am gonna get going. Seacrest, OUT!