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So. My last day at my former day job was on Friday. For you, what that means is no more Funny Customer Names Of The Time Period, no more sad rants about what blood-pressure-raising indignity some seminarian or dental student has subjected me to today, and very possibly less drunk tweeting.

For me, it means I'm going to be much less sad, but also much less able to pay my rent next month. So, tradeoffs.

Today I was planning on sleeping until the mid-afternoon, however in a house with four cats that just doesn't seem to be an option anymore. Le sigh.

In a few minutes, a shower. Then, grocery shopping. Then... then...

Man. I don't know. How 'bout that?