Another Day, Another Dollar...
God, I hate being an adult. So many things you have to do to keep yourself from sinking into debt and oblivion and all that mess. I wish I were twelve again. The only things I had to deal with then were washing dishes, doing homework (which I never did do anyway), and sleeping and eating. That was a good life...Oh well...Live and learn
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