There was nothing to do. AT ALL.

8 hours of work equated to discussion, reading training pamphlets and sketchin.
This is supposed to be chocolate sauce...which was on me from last night....

I hate my skill right now, this just fucking depresses the shit out of me, I should be much better but I'm not. I should be this, I should be that. I'll never really be happy with where I am so why the fuck should I continue pursuing something which would yield no happiness .