In other stupid news.

[shake_the_stars]

I'm going to get this out here, instead of going to eat (which my body is insistent that I must do), because it bothers me. I think I need to get a job. The sad reality is, if I don't work, I have to give up my apartment at the end of July and come back to Evansville, a city which is about as appealing as something you found in your nose when you were seven. It means taking a pay cut, because a lot of what's hiring here in Bloomington is minimum wage. It would also likely mean that I would be doing customer service, which I fucking hate, but I can put up with anything--you'd be amazed.

And, also, I want to be able to afford things like bodily adornment and posters for my apartment and a car and other things I need and want. Because I am a dip that way.

So, to that end, and to cheer us all up, I bow to peer pressure!

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