I'm not saying I hate work. I'm just saying that working every day for two straight weeks sucks dinosaur balls. Save for this weekend which I spared time for by the skin of my teeth, I haven't gotten to do anything else. I still have another four days to go before I get one day off. And even then I face being called in. I don't work for an actual company, so working more than 40 hours a week doesn't pay overtime.

On the bright side, I feel like my relationship with my woman is getting better and stronger every day. She is incredible. We're four days shy of being together again for three months.

October is coming up, and for the past few years it has been an incredible month for me. I had my first kiss in October of '10, in '11 I met the love of my life, in '12 I nearly died from pneumonia, and I'm looking forward to spending a special hallmark month with the girl I love more than anything.

Tl;Dr. Work is kicking my ass and draining my free time for drawing and stuff. Girlfriend is fucking amazing. My favorite month starts next week.