Dear Diary,
I hate my job. I'm going to quit my job and travel the country peddling various glassware items that I salvage from rich people's garbage.
If it wasn't for the pay and the benefits, I'd do it. I'm really wondering if I want to do graphic design for the rest of my life. It's sad that this job has made me reconsider a career that I used to love. I pray for guidance. I'm afraid of the person this job could turn me into.
Wow, that was deep and serious. Sorry, Diary. Other than that I'm almost done beating XL1, and I'm ready to try Wolverine's revenge again. Wish me luck.
Ikenheimer.