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Oct 29, 2011 23:39

I go to work, and on the way there I am surrounded by people whooping, hollering, and partying it up.

I come home from work and am once again surrounded by people whooping, hollering, and partying it up.

But I can't join them in the fun because I have to go home, go to bed, and get ready for MORE work the following day.

For far too long this has been the story of my life.

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