mehhh... Work was boring

I made 65 in tips but paid 10 for a cab. lots of old people drinking. some nice people. but mostly boring. I dont really like the atmosphere as much anymore. oh well. i hate working.

It was my moms bday and I got her some neet things, Aaron came over for a bit. Im trying to convince him to go out west. Maclolm was sad today, I want him to be here forever. he still might move out west. but who knows....

I need to write more poetry, its funner then my life.

It seems the seconds of time have erased the memory of all my favourite parts, and now I have the shatered dismal days hanging in the reocuring voices that taunt my mind