Fuck March..

This month has been one of the shittiest birthday months I have ever had. Kicking off turning 33 in the worst fucking way possible. I've had bad news thrown at me from all directions, I've fought over dumb shit, lost my fucking temper, can't sleep and worked my ass off on a daily basis for absolutely nothing. Well.. I can't really say nothing I do have a fat fucking wad of cash weighing down my jeans. Happy fucking birthday to me. Think I may disappear for a couple days next month