each day gets easier. i have a handle on my own ability to work and rest, taking the time to keep to myself and to socialize when i can. there are like 5 different main plots floating around the workplace right now. at least in my department and directly next door. fucking plooooots. if you've been through highschool, you know what the fuck this would be. drags us down. well, less and less of us. crew smash.

made friends, so it's easier. my left hand is healing so it's easier.

now: after work is when i go to the gym. need to get the energy out in the evening and prevent myself from falling into huge nap binges. (although this weekend was perfect for that... hehehhe) my physical health comes first.

i have been doodling. i have been brainstorming. after a few years of sinking into apathy and spending everything i have on everything else, i'm going back to my stories.

engaging the brain.

the goo is 80% thc nearly every day, baby