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i have very little desire to write in this much. keeping it brief, i got a job. i make coffee for 8 hours a day, but not that sort of starbucks corporate fuck consumerism coffee, it's a neighborhood coffee shop where 75% of our customers are regulars and it's really nice. minus the coffee grounds that won't come off of my favorite t-shirt. the furnishment of our apartment is coming along nicely, and i've almost fully decorated the kitchen with my probably much too large collection of vintage owl salt and pepper shakers. one broke in the mail. it upset me. there's a lot of work to be done around the house, we need to build kenna's bed, clean, etc., but jill's parents brought us a blender so we're going to start drinking margarita's at around 2 today. after i buy some pillows.