I should be ironing my fancy pants. Tomorrow at five a.m. I’m going to we waking up. That’s right, waking up. Not going to sleep. Not rolling over. Not f… well, you get my drift. I am going to be waking up and doing things I don’t usually do until four P.M. I am going to be driving WITH traffic for three times as long as I normally do. I’m going to
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