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Sometimes stability feels reallllllllllllllllllllllll nice. Shit is the same and I get to take a lot of weekend naps and I'm installing a lot of shelves and convenience shit in my house and I have a neighborhood bar and the bartender is cute and my cat doesn't puke on my floor too much right now and I have cash flow money money and I just signed up for exercise classes and I got new fancy jeans to fit my ever-growing ass but that doesn't even really bother me because they're really cute jeans and I should at least feel good while my ass is fat and I have crushes and my job only sucks halfway for once and my car is all dinged up but I don't really give a shit and I get to hang out with my cool eight year old neighbor a lot and I have good food in my fridge.