deliver me from job-searching, from the overstretched feeling that almost inevitably accompanies selling myself to potential employers.
Please, by all means. Cut a little piece of my soul off; just two months worth should do. It's not black, it's just a little overdone. Consider it crispy. Offer me seven dollars an hour and I'll eat the children
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Well.. I do miss you.
You'll get your letter (hopefully) on Saturday. :)
Love you.
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Remind me to enforce your ass.
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