Wednesday, January 16, 2008
my job
my friends/family occasionally get pissed when i tell them how hard my job is (big martyr, so leave, blah, blah)...so i rarely discuss it anymore. but i know very few people who often get punched whilst on the clock. i am sporting a pretty sore arm right now, and i ain't seeing no purple heart anyday soon. come on lucky seven...
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