...death becomes clear through bloodshot eyes...

Song of the Day: "Nightmarish Waltz" - Akira Yamaoka

It's a good thing we have the day off today.

I've been up for a few hours now. I fell asleep about one, and about five Mark woke up and turned on the tv. I swear that fucker is deaf. He can't hear a damn thing. He's always got the tv turned up so loud. Maybe that's why he can't hear.

At any rate, after this trip I will no longer be working with him. That is a plus.

Since I am awake, and quite sadly at that, there will be no odd dream sequence for all you fools today. Sorry.

I did finally buy a guitar. It's an Ibanez acoustic, and I know that sounds kinda pussy, but at least I can play it anytime I want and not have to worry about disturbing the neighbors. Comes with a case and a tuner. Just under $100. I don't know about the quality of it, but I really don't care. It's just something for me to fuck around with and learn on.

I'm down to my last pack of cigarettes. I'm not so sure I wanna buy them here. It seems anywhere I go outside of Saint Louis charges an arm and a lung for a pack.

I've got a headache and I'd like to go back to sleep, but I don't think I'll be able to.

This is all I can think of right now. I'll be back later.