ZOMG. I quit my job.
I...I can't believe I actually did it.
When I fully process this, and come to terms with the notion of having time to do something other than rock in a corner, cry, and develop an ulcer, I'll post more about it.
For the rest of the week, I'll be pulling my customary eleventy billion hours per week chained to the desk and computer.
I'm experiencing the ( Read more... )
When I fully process this, and come to terms with the notion of having time to do something other than rock in a corner, cry, and develop an ulcer, I'll post more about it.
For the rest of the week, I'll be pulling my customary eleventy billion hours per week chained to the desk and computer.
I'm experiencing the ( Read more... )
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