27 minutes…

And I’m home le free. Tonight’s insanity done with, I don’t have a job for the next 3 days. In 26 minutes. And… oh, my, suh, weet, le, jesus. It’s gonna feel damn good walking out of this building in… 25 minutes. The countdown is on. And I *will* leave on time. Or Trish will kill me for keeping her waiting in the parking lot. Eh… maybe coffee will save my life. 😉

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