I'm not doing that. I'm aware of this fact. And I'm sorry in a way. Sort of.
Thing is, I'm taking a week off soon and then I'm having parts of my bone structure ripped out of my face which will, I am told, take four days for me to recover.
So here I sit, busting my butt getting stuff done so that I can take my first vacation in four years. Yay.
Funny tidbit: Since that last vacation, my last two employers went out of business (well, one was assimilated by its parent company . . . a symbol of its pathetic, sadness . . .). No wonder why I'm a freelancer.
I recently gave myself a raise though. That was nice. And if I didn't have my office in the basement, I'd give myself a window.
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