I almost never ever puke or fall over. Yesterday was a long one. And it was kinda weird, it had it's good moments, but there were some weird ones too. My lovely coworker opened a knife onto my palm as I was trying to grab it. This caused way more drama than it should have, I'm not a big fan of tough guys. I also don't like violence so much.

I've been downloading music all morning and have run out of ideas as to what to get next. I'm tired.