This is my life, and its ending one mile at a time.

I wish someone would invent frequent driver miles. For every 2 hours you spend sitting on your ass, you get 2 hours lying on a beach somewhere.

It’s very cold here in the northeast, perfect weather to sit on one’s hinney and read big fat library books. But alas I have to abandon my nice warm duvet and drive 35 miles to stuff envelopes and try to make bricks without straw.

Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out. – Anton Chekhov

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