Another day of work and bleh. An undercurrent of constant bullshit seems to be surfacing. Issues with work.. Not for myself though, for my boy. Which does effect me as his job enables us to live in this townhouse together. So.. I spose all I can do it try and help out but hm.. That's all pretty standard though. It's very rare I see a non stressed Max. Sad but hm.. That's life? As much as that sucks.
This post is mostly to let certain people know I'm still ok and alive over here.. I havn't heard from you in a while, Devy. Maybe I'll call...