I'm depressed and crying since I woke up. I'm off again on saturday. I'll need it. Going back was a mistake. A big big mistake. I promised him 6 months. That's all he gets. I'll be counting down. It's a job. It's a means to an end. That is all.
"So, how do you take your coffee, sir?" "I take my coffee like I like my women!" "Oh. Ha ha. What 'black & sweet'?" "No." "What, bitter?" "No. Cold."
That's from unrepentant's journal. I was impressed with him. He's going on my friends list maybe. I don't ask permission for that shit anymore. I don't care if I get added back. It's just one of those things.