So the new plant is a much better fit. It's newer, cleaner, and I don't feel so claustrophobic when there. The lighting is better and everyone I met today was super friendly and polite. Feels like a much better fit. Yes, I am still doing the same relatively mind-numbing work, but not being beaten down by my surroundings is a much better way to spend my workday.
So, I failed National Novel Writing Month. Badly, I might add. Barely anything past what I wrote here. I can blame Skyrim, but in the end, I was the one who put more emphasis on playing a video game than furthering my art. Feels bad, man. However, I did grow a glorious neck beard over the preceding month, which is terrible. looks like I glued pubes to my neck and jowls. Why the hell can't I grow facial hair?
Anyways, it's almost december. Which is always 31 days far too long. My least favorite month out of the year. I'm always ready for this year to be over with.
However, December brings a proud tradition that I do: my top albums of the year! So stay tuned, because within the next week, I will be breaking down some of my favorite musical releases of the past year, with all the surprises and awesome that accompanies them!