Work sucked today. Everything was all messed up and I spent half the night fixing shit. I guess the old axiom of "if you want something done right you have to do it yourself" is true. It rained today, so I couldn't skate (boo). I wrote a poem in my head about the nightmares I used to have as a kid. Driving at night usually inspires me to come up with ideas, and tonight I was lucky enough to remember it and was able to put it onto paper. Hooray! 