I've hit a wall.

I went on a sweet little trip last weekend, spent a day in Montreal, saw Sigur Ros, bought some shoes, ate some junk food. On the way back I get stuck in St John for like four hours which was boring as hell, but whatever, Sigur Ros, no care about anything else ever.

Work has begun to completely dictate my life, which is really really depressing. Despite the amount I'm working I'm still not really making that much more money. I desperately need a better job right now.

At any rate, fall is here, fall rules, best season.



I want to go somewhere like that soon, somewhere rural where I can go for a red and orange walk through the woods.

That would be nice.

-Andrew