Wed
Feb
18
I never get a hangover, I’m just tired. I’m sick of spending 42 hours a week on fabric row especially when I spend 20 of those hours outside smoking. I haven’t been able to sleep for just about the last 5 years. Everything today reminds me of upstate NY, maybe that’s why I’m in such a mood. I don’t know what to do after work, I don’t want to go home but I don’t know what else there is to do. Blah, when is something going to change? Maybe I’ll make myself a roast duck for dinner.