delilah_banks

Ah...now it's time to take a break.

Whilst driving endlessly around Canada, I finished one of the best books I have ever read. "The Autograph Man," by Zadie Smith. Now, you are probably wondering if it could stack of to "White Teeth." I believe it's just as good. Not necessarily better, but on an equal playing field. It just really made me think about myself, my craft, my career, my goals. She is such an amazing writer and so frickin' young. I'm jealous. Horribly jealous.

And on that note, I'm off to bed. New job tomorrow. Fucking bullshit.

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Job fucking SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hate Job! Hate Job! Hate Job! And it's only been one day.

I have reached that low point again when everything stop happening and seems utterly stupid. The point where I can't do anything but walk aimlessly through fog and hope to find a tree for shelter and stability. The point where the only thing that makes me feel any better is drugs (but don't worry, they're legal and prescribed to me...I'm such a wimp.) My weed is old. It's horrible going down the throat. Medication works so much quicker and stronger.

Now...must go.