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[apocalypsos]

I heard on the radio today that Jerry Seinfeld spent $900,000 to build a garage for five cars in New York City.

Do you know what I could do with $900,000? Buy a nice little house in the middle of nowhere in Pennsylvania and live comfortably writing for the rest of my life. *resists the urge to throw a childish temper tantrum*

Don't mind me. I'm having one of those "If I wasn't a lazy procrastinating bastard, I wouldn't be working this stupid job" days. Ugh.

EDIT: Sometime this century, I might actually be unchained from my work desk and allowed to go home. That assumes, of course, that the DNA test comes through on the blood I used to sign over my immortal soul to the company.

*headwallheadwallheadwall*

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[lots42.livejournal.com]

I spent many a year in Northen Va. It warped me. For a long while I couldn't quite grasp the concept of 'abandoned warehouse'. I would say to myself 'Where the fuck are these abaonded warehouses coming from?' because in N.Va. any inch of grass is claimed and has fifty seperate plans to build something on it.

The only worthwhile part of the whole damned place was their willingness to build bookstores.