That’s what my mom said to me today when I was on the train after work. She asked me how I was and I said…I’m tired. Which was kind of ridiculous since all I do is package shit all day, but I mean I thought it would be fine if I work full time all of break but now I’m kind of re-thinking the choice. I literally work and then come home and then sleep and then wake up and repeat. Maybe it’s because I work in SF, but still. I mean I was suppose to go to a free concert/rave tonight but I’m too tired and I have work at 8 tomorrow…this is the death of me. Oh well, I guess this will be fine since I rearry need money right now…FREEDOM WILL COME WHEN I’M IN LA!