What a day. What a day. I'm lying. I haven't accomplished shit. I did pick up the copper foams. I have never been more stressed about some fucking shoes in my life. I guess I should have more important things to worry about but I don't so I assume that means I'm blessed. Or my priorities are fucked. Pardon me while I bathe in my ignorance. Saturday morning, I took the entrance exam for the plumbing and steamfitting school I'm hoping to get into this coming fall. I was at the bus station today and this old head was trying to sell aftershave and soap or something and he asked this other old head if he was interested. The response had to be the best shit ever:"If you ain't got no books or no tools, you can get out my face cuz I'm all about learning. Can't learn with no damn cologne". I completely understood where he was coming from, even though I love smelling nice. Speaking of smelling nice, Shakira's thighs. Yeah. No work tomorrow so I'm up for no reason. I'm not missing shit. No one to talk to.
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