Today was my last day at work. I was strangely numb at packing up my desk but a lot of people around me were crying/hiding their tears. Being a good person might makes others feel good but it still doesn't stop you from getting fucked up the ass. Hard. Without lube. * I mean this figuratively. *

So here's to days of unemployment and back to not being able to buy pretty underwear. (Fruit of the Loom, why must you itch so?) If anybody wants me, I'll be in my corner nursing my beer.