The Job

I am pinching the bridge of my nose. I'm weary. Lack of sleep, lack of rest, lack of everything. Build up a sleep debt and it haunts you all week. I can't maintain a normal conversation without yawning halfway through.
The car smells like old farts, wet carpet and dirt. I shift my feet and the papers on the passenger side stick to them, ( Read more... )

I swear to God this is the kind of shit I get in my email everyday ( Read more... )

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Wisconsin was a great adventure. We arrived on the 28th or December and got to see Shannon’s apt. It is on the first floor of this 3 story building in the middle of what both she and Tom called the ‘ghetto part of Milwaukee.’ Leslie and I didn’t think the neighborhood was that bad but we come from Oklahoma and everything looks ghetto. The best ( Read more... )