Another job has come and gone. After six weeks of employment, I have parted ways with the Sticky Wicket. Yes, I ran out of excuses to stay. Great bunch of people over there, just not enough of them. Too much time to stand. Too much time for feet to blister. Too much time to talk. Not too much money for doing those things. Plus, I need to keep busy. So I quit.
What's next? Who knows? I sure as hell don't. Someone please tell me. You're right. Only I can do that.
I know, I will spend some time talking to people who make poorly written Impeach Bush signs and see how soon I get them to insult me.
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