Workin' for the man, eight days a week, pushing shit up hill and kinda enjoying it in a sick and twisted, slightly sadistic way.
Theres nothing to be gained by getting up on some high horse and throwing my idealism around, and I'm in another country meeting new and interesting people.
So what if i haven't had a day off or a chance to do my laundry! I don't like doing laundry anyway!!
Nuff said. Need sleep.
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