Driven
So, I work two jobs now. Now, I only have just enough time it seems, to sleep, and to work. It's gotten to the point now, where I'm not entirely sure if this is the direction I really want to go in life, but even in my sleep-deprived zombie state I can appreciate the fact that I am making a fuckton of money at this. 65-70 hours a week, not including the rest of the household responsibilities of mine that have not diminished since. I've decided to say fuck any renting shit, and once I have enough clams for a down on a loan, which should be ricky-tick at this rate, I'm going to have my own plot of land, to build my own shit on. About. Fucking. Time.