I recently left this job that I put a lot of energy and time into, which sort of advertised itself as a "hey do you want to be able to spoil your girlfriend or impress your friends with your new Ferrari or whatever?" kind of job. It ended up being a dud kind of job, a job for sheep.
A sheep: a meek, unimaginative, or easily led person.
It is a relief to be out of there, but I'm hoping that whatever I end up doing next ends up being what I need, which is something stable.
In music news, a Wu-Tang affiliated rapper cut off his own privates the other day and jumped off a building in an attempt to end his life. I can't really laugh at the cutting off of the privates thing, even though it is tempting to laugh at such an absurd action, because the guy was clearly down.
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