4:43 am

I'm Writing this at 4:43 am, as we speak. It's valetin'es day and I'm up plotting what i should be doing tomorrow while my girlfriend is right next door, I'm as sly as a fox. I promised myself today would be the day I would get all the work I had to get done, done but that didn't seem to happen. Instead I wound up drinking and procrastonating, neither accomplished much good. Can I really be this irresponsible? When will I snap out of it and get my priorities straight? I hope soon

shaping up,

Sam E.