My dad lost part of his ear due to skin cancer. I should probably care more, but I don't.
I am trying to get out of going to Sydney at the end of April because the client is refusing to let me book my own travel.
I am not about to lose out on 18k miles and be stuck in coach for 15 hours. Fuck you.
Plus the gig is two fucking days. Travel all the way to Australia for two fucking days with no time on either end? Fuck you.
Don't want to do anything. But have to. Want to crawl back into bed but I can't.
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