Dear Diary - I am BORED! BORED! BORED! I really need to get out of this rehab clinic as soon as possible.
Dammit I could sure use a Margarita and some Fritos.
I keep telling the clinic nurse that I am fine and that I just need to get back to my house so that I can feel comfortable.
I do not like being stared at by complete strangers, especially when I am taking a shower.
I am going to call up my number one amigo, Charlie Sheen and see if he can get me the hell out of here.