so, yeah

"These half finished bottles of inspiration lie like ghosts in my room"

more pics than words lately, but whatever.
I am just flat out exhausted for the most part, and yet here I am up at 3am on a Saturday night, when I can actually sleep. Why? Long story that is killing me right, I just want to get it over with.

Anyways, work is work, but I did run into someone from highschool today at the bar. It was kind of weird. I thought it was her, but wasn't sure until she came over and said hi, and was sure that it was me. I finished my beer, had a smoke and came home because I have to work yet again tomorrow.