It's 8:19pm and I'm still at work. Why, you may ask, because I don't know. I stayed late to finish some things I won't be appreciated for and to find new employment. I was supposed to start working out this week, which I did on Monday but haven't been back since. Not because I didn't want to but because I'm so dedicated to my f*&king job. The sad thing is I'm only going to the gym to avoid traffic going home. I live so far away that its terrifying dealing with the traffic & it's pretty hard getting use to the new routes and routine. Every other minute, my family calls my cell (driving me insane); I'm STILL contemplating going to Law School, which I could've completed by now (going into three years being on hiatus from shows); and I received a prophesy that still leaves me oblivious to what decisions I should make in life. But, in a nut shell, my life is great!

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