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Ok, seriously? George Carlin, too? Well, shit. Andrea and I are in mourning, except we can't be because I have to go slave away for eight hours and undoubtedly sell like, every copy of every book he's written and order about 12,000 more, I'm sure. We'll actually probably mourn tomorrow or Wednesday when I have a free day (and a half).
Also, that other charming local establishment hired me as well and want me to start next Tuesday. What. The. Fuck. I spent two semesters without employment and suddenly I have the work schedule of a single parent. At least they know about my other job and will probably make my schedule pretty flexible, but still. I'll work both for a while, because the cash can't hurt, or until I probably break down from overworkedness.
Also, that other charming local establishment hired me as well and want me to start next Tuesday. What. The. Fuck. I spent two semesters without employment and suddenly I have the work schedule of a single parent. At least they know about my other job and will probably make my schedule pretty flexible, but still. I'll work both for a while, because the cash can't hurt, or until I probably break down from overworkedness.