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Boris the Spider
There's a spider crawling on my wall.
No really, it's there right now. I was going to take it outside, if only to spare it being eaten by my cats. But that's not really fair to the cats now, is it?
Looking for a second job is becoming a horrific and fruitless endeavor. Not to mention that half the people I know are looking for work. I think I won't make any grand changes until the world feels a little less like its about to explode.
H is late getting home again.
No really, it's there right now. I was going to take it outside, if only to spare it being eaten by my cats. But that's not really fair to the cats now, is it?
Looking for a second job is becoming a horrific and fruitless endeavor. Not to mention that half the people I know are looking for work. I think I won't make any grand changes until the world feels a little less like its about to explode.
H is late getting home again.