A pack of Djarum Specials, and a pack of Sherman Mints, please. $17. Are you kidding? No. When was the last time you bought cigarettes? Years ago. Okay. Sorry. hands me the drugs. I'd blame Colin, but he'd tell me I was a fucking tool.
Work is becoming something like 70 hours a week. Only I just figured out, I'm not counting time away from my wife, my home, and all things familiar. I'm in some fucking town I don't want to be, without an office, spending money I'm expected to meter, etc.
Oh, and I'm doing 3/4 time school. Whatever that means to you, it means 20 hours a week to me. So some 90-95 hours a week of stuff to do, frequently in some strange hotel room, in some strange city, and what is it worth?
It's worth nicotine, again, apparantly.
I'm going to see my fucking mountain tomorrow, and hopefully I won't wind up in the goddamn ER again.
"hate" is too unidirectional.
