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Dad's mail was simply another golf thing trying to get him to give them money. Good luck, dudes.


Work was crazy busy and it's a good thing I set my expectations lower than a limbo bar because we got slammed. The only reason I'm going in tonight is to see if anyone remembered my work anniversary has pretty much hit and to see if the ice cream I wanted but couldn't get because we had to go to the store is still in stock and maybe on sale.

It's gonna be a friggin' disaster tonight.