Sometimes it's just, I've got a new job already, and I never have to go back there again, and my girlfriend and her girlfriend are having fun playing video games in the living room, and my boyfriend is laying in his room watching Unsolved Mysteries. And I'm writing again, and I'm updating my websites, and I feel creative and alive again.

I hate how badly a shitty job can drain me. I know in my heart it's going to happen eventually here too. I just hope it stays cool for a really long time. I want to stay creative and stay productive and stay making shit, because that's when I don't want to die.

And of course the weed helps. And we're one step closer to Friday.