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City callouses for my Southern soul- My eyes won't open as wide to catch other cityeyes. On top of that, the snow has sat six inches high for a month... on the edges of the streets and sidewalks, it has become compacted, icy, and black. After walking over it safely so many times, you become mighty confident... until... well... you know.
Anyhow. Fuck the job market. I refuse to interview competitively... but I really don't have a choice. I don't stand a chance... I'm too white and my ass is too big. Boohoo.
I will feast on Spring this year, I swear it.
Anyhow. Fuck the job market. I refuse to interview competitively... but I really don't have a choice. I don't stand a chance... I'm too white and my ass is too big. Boohoo.
I will feast on Spring this year, I swear it.