So there's this kid Andrew in my office who I hate with a deadly passion. He loves Dubya and always has a story to "one up!" you. This is what happens when you stick me in the corporate world
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I start grad courses in two weeks. Two jobs, be responsible for another life and school? I know I have never fucking said this so call your mom, alert the press- I can't fucking do this. I'm sure I'll be dropping out 3 weeks into it.
Pushing her out through my vag didn't confirm it. Thriving from my boob for a year didn't confirm it. I finally got the "Holy Shit, I'm a Mom!" confirmation last night when I opened up Eva's school bag and in it contained...Scholastic Book Fair order forms!