I’d kill for a cigarette right now. Don’t know what brought that on. I guess I’ve been thinking to much about work today. I was thinking how much I’ve started to really hate the fucking place as it is right now circa 1998. I know this might sound like a recurring theme here at this webpage. And you know what IT IS!!!! I would lose a lot of material for this hobby if I quit work. But I’m also putting a terrible toll on my soul staying at the hotel. I mean how much longer am I going to be able to take it? My pipe dream is to be out of the place by December 31 1999. This June it will be six years for this tour of duty. Well I can’t take it any more I’ll be right back I got to have a smoke.