Long day. Awake at 4 (took some pills and went to sleep at 10 yesterday), been working since then. Something my ex-wife said made me sad (so now she could afford it, yeah), but then I found a note that a nice girl wrote when she was drunk (almost 2 months ago), made me feel a little better. Seems like it's going to be another poor month, I have to pay some fuckin' bills. Pills that Tony gave me doesn't seem to work, need something, heart aches. Drinking coffee, smoking Samson/Rizla, have to live cheap. Think I have to go now, 17:06, go to find someone. Wish nice little girl was here, I need consolation...