I got the job at Rooster. Yet Simon, the hotter-than-burning-hot-fire editor, has not approved nor disapproved my submitted article ideas. Boo.
I am mad at my dad for not telling me my aunt Margaret died... in MAY. That's why I haven't called.
I miss my friend Annette who is on a kibbutz in Israel.
Andy, I stole four beers. Kill me.
(Thanks, Propagandhi, for the blog title. The kids don't stand a chance.)
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