It seems the only thing I ever write about is work, so I’ll write about the weather.
It’s been raining for some time now, the sky’s dark. Weather’s cold.
Ah, and my guitar skills are still at the lowest tier, but I’m real close to becoming ‘okay’.
My art’s nonexistent at the moment, the computer’s busted.
My grade for last quarter is a straight line of 9, a first, I think.
I’m damn proud of it.
Becoming more responsible (although the format of this entry begs to differ)
There’s still work to be done- I have a day.
Nothing like a half-a$$ed entry to sort my thoughts.
007 * 8/28/16