...but I still reserve the right to be a shithead.

I slept horribly last night. I figure I got three hours sleep. Caffeine could only take me so far. I came home early, snoozed a bit, and now I'm back to run some errands/fix some computers, watch some Netflix. I'm a simple man. At least I'm trying to be simpler.

I started writing a self help book. Entitled "Self Help," It was basically me yelling at myself and telling myself how to make my life better. But, instead of "myself," it would appear I was telling you how to improve your life. It would've worked well but it became too mean spirited. I was coming off as so self loathing that I think others' feelings would get hurt as well. There's a project there, I just need to reboot it.

I'm getting kicked out of the office. Off to self improve.

JG