why the HELL am I at work today?
it must be a chemical imalance or something. Everyone and their mother has today off.
(well, except my brother Dan. We e-mailed back and forth 3 or 4 times today. The only fun part of my day.)
i mean, doesn't the owner know I need to go home and make countless PIES for tomorrow?
priorities, people. come on.
the best laid plans
8 months ago
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