Sometimes I wonder why I bother. With anything.

I've been neglecting this thing, haven't I. Well.. here I am. Things have been... I don't even know how to describe it. Not interesting, not boring, not good, not bad. I've just been here. No other way to put it.

People sneed to nbe jsut straiht up honestd right tfomr the stearts of thigs. and notr ptry into your business. and be tow pfaced. i thinkl.

I have no idea what the hell is wrong with me. I'm just... dragging along from one day to the next. I hate this. I can't even get into work every day. I've never had a problem doing that...

I... just don't know anymore. Christ, what the hell is wrong with me? Shuuhei, I think I need a day off.

Why me? ... Hontestly, just why me?

I guess that wasn't all that bad. Not going again, but it wasn't as bad as I thought.

So apparently I'm going to that new club or whatever on Saturday.

Ugh. My arm's finally better. Back to work tomorrow.

It has become apparent that they never teach you what to do with someone who falls asleep in a public place at police academy. Especially when the kid doesn't wake up.