Yule in this Bitch
Man, whatup out here? I'm a lil drunk. It's Yule. It doesn't feel like that, but it is. Living in a desert, many things are on disociative. I'm slowly moving up the ladder: I got a job as a librarian and as a cook. Good Shit! And hey, is it Liz's birthday or something (I can never remember birthday's, I'm a guy :) ! Hell yesh, good things on the horizen. I might just stick around to reap the rewards of the future. I just have to keep the emotions in check and progress (I talk like it means nothing, it means everything!!) Fucking A!