Not too bad, or at least could always be worse so I shouldn't complain, but if I had to... you know, not enough sleep and never enough time. It's hard, the daily grind. Day in and day out just to try to keep up the feeling of self and social worth. I almost wonder if life really used to be better before, when quarters had pictures of bumblebees on them. Then I remember the amazing blessings of the advancements in technology, how I likely wouldn't be alive had they never existed or have came to be. I guess what I'm trying to say is that it wasn't that bad, all things considered. But I'll still complain.

...You?