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Instead of looking at porn and creeping on Grindr all night after Pooks retired, I decided to catch up on the New Yorkers that my coworker kindly recycles by giving them to me. I also read a few pages of a book about GOD.
Maybe it has been my anti-intellectual bullshit that has led me to my disgruntled state of extreme bitch.
Porn and alcohol seem so pleasing.
I also had the motivation to read because I DID NOT GO TO WORK.
The end. I answered my question.
I was like, 'should I read more?' without factoring in the soul-sucking bullshit that is working a 9-5 job.
Gah, such a bummer. I was really excited to start reading again!
Maybe it has been my anti-intellectual bullshit that has led me to my disgruntled state of extreme bitch.
Porn and alcohol seem so pleasing.
I also had the motivation to read because I DID NOT GO TO WORK.
The end. I answered my question.
I was like, 'should I read more?' without factoring in the soul-sucking bullshit that is working a 9-5 job.
Gah, such a bummer. I was really excited to start reading again!