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I'm already getting the feeling that the end of summer is encroaching on my nights even though it's only halfway over. I just really wanted to use the word encroaching to describe it. Because it's like ivy. The feeling.
Uhm. Despite the fact that I'm making a lot of money which makes it well worth it, I feel like my job is dull and wasting my freedom of summer. I hate to sound like I'm complaining but you would too in a windowless file closet. To be honest, though, I have it really good there so I really do feel bad that I'm kvetching.
Anyway.
Nope. I lost the thought I was having.
Oh, I think it was that I have two things I'm going to write (we'll see if that actually happens) for this year. It's hard to write at work.
Bye.
Uhm. Despite the fact that I'm making a lot of money which makes it well worth it, I feel like my job is dull and wasting my freedom of summer. I hate to sound like I'm complaining but you would too in a windowless file closet. To be honest, though, I have it really good there so I really do feel bad that I'm kvetching.
Anyway.
Nope. I lost the thought I was having.
Oh, I think it was that I have two things I'm going to write (we'll see if that actually happens) for this year. It's hard to write at work.
Bye.