what makes this sorta stupid is that i recognize the fact that my right hand is very valuable to me. i draw with it.
it is also my punching hand.
kind of helpless when i see there is a time for instant gratification due frustration.
so i wake up every morning and seek other viable options:
i just wanna do something very satisfying.
like killing a chipmunk. or something.
work is the curse of the drinking classes