I am writing this entry to you sneak (so sneaky) from my job(s). I have not logged into The Box in 1 million trillion years, and when I glanced last week, I had 848!!!! new bookmarks to read. The weight of that, it crushes me. I want to know everything about each one of your souls, but can we just both agree that I will never truly be caught up? However, I will tackle this mountain and power through the best I can-there may be no notes, but know that I am there lurking....creeping…watching you. Do you feel those little hairs on the back of your neck? That is ME. ::shifty eyes::
Anyway, shocker: I have elventy billion things to tell you. I am alive! And I breathe! And I have job like a real live human adult girl!!
But I have to bid you GOOD DAY for now my boss is coming GOOD DAY
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