As much as I would have liked to add that I'm ditching it for good and I'm off to carouse the Carribean or to dance a milonga in an obscure bar down in Southern Argentina, no, I'm not quite doing that. I'm stuck at work and the last coherent thought going through my head isn't quite profession-conducive. Its more of, "FSCK this, I can't be stuffed anymore."
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