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We went out to dinner this evening, since Dragon came home from his trip to Texas and no one felt like cooking.
Olive Garden has endless soup, salad, and breadsticks for ten bucks, so that’s what we had. And I couldn’t help it, I had to order a slice of tiramisu to go so I could enjoy it at home.
Work is frustrating. I’m still enjoying it, but the fact that they only give three percent raises once a year? Nah, man. Miss me with that. So I’m putting in applications at other places.
I’m tired. I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 