Two years after graduation, you would have found me in a good job, with a blond busty girlfriend, and a brand new Firebird.
I making life my bitch.
Within 6 months, all hell broke loose. I lost my job, my brother died of cancer, my girlfriend left me, and after a night of heavy drinking I wrecked my car.
Oh shit, what have I done?
The only bright spot in that time period was that I met a certain physical therapist.
