lately i'v been slouching, but it's just the effect of happiness. i brought my weights up to 26kg per hand, and i'm really impressed, wish i could just work out instead of having to go to work; oh don't get me wrong, i love work, i just hate MY work. it's pointless, repetitive, and basically i just put a patch there where people break the law and i *hate people who break the law*. so i feel useless.
and there it is. i'm loooking for work, "gainful employement" as Ulysses Everett McGill would say.
Anything. Really, whether it's typing, making coffee, bringing the pastries to the Fat Man or remembering phone numbers and appointments for The Bitch i will do it, skillfully.
Get in touch with me, here, on my email. I use that stuff, you know.
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