I just quit my job. 20 minutes before my shift. They treated me like garbage so I fucked them over. Felt good. And maybe now my back can heal properly (pulled a muscle in it and havent let it heal cuz I've been lifting heavy shit) also my cat just gave birth. All little orange kitty's. So cute. I feel good. But at the same time I feel like I might be... ummm how do I say it... in sorta like a manic episode... and I've been drinking and smoking weed for a few nights mornings and days straight. Also quiting my job is something I've been wanting to do so...