um...fence.
What have I been doing for all these months? If you asked me I wouldn't be able to tell you. Maybe sitting on the couch, watching TV. Well, that needs to stop. I've been unemployed for a month now, but for some reason I still feel like I'm running out of time every day. Now I'm wasting time writing this. Great. I'm building a fence and when the fence is done, whenever I ask myself what the fuck I have been doing all this time, I will be able to look at the fence and think "Oh yeah, I built the motherfucking fence. Well, that's something."