Here's how sad my life had become, it is now almost six and all I've really done all day is drink a bottle of Wild Irish Rose and listen to Emmylou Harris. Does that sound like a fulfilling day to anyone else? Likely not.
I still haven't gotten a job.... I need one of those.
Awkwardly, just after I finished typing that last fragment my mother came in and handed me applicant instructions for Phillips 66... Which is cool, gas station employee is the career that I've always wanted.
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