sleepy

Back here in the Korea I been working nice, long hours. Eleven to be exact. Nice, fat, long days. I get up, go to work, go home and sleep and that's about it. But it's all about to end. Thank Christ. Bout fuckin' time too. I think I'm losing time, but I know I'm not cause I remember every single time I sang the fucking Backpack song for my Rainbow classes. And in the end the best thing will be the money. Yes, I'm in it for the money.