Crash

O.K., everything is relatively back to normal now. I have my apartment back. Nobody has stirred up any unnecessary shit for about a week. Things continue to go wonderfully with Elaine. I had a great weekend and got some kick-ass pictures. But now that there is nothing immediately stressing me out or pissing me off I'm crashing. I've also become accustomed now to disaster and false accusations so part of me is just waiting for the next round of bullshit. Certainly that is not a good state to be in.

It's going to be a long day at work. My concentration is completely off, as is my motivation. I wish I could just go home, but even with contentration and motivation, I still have obligation. The world waits for no man.