You've made your way through five days of laborious slacking; you've pretended concern for meeting the quarterly targets, or, worse, pretended to care for the men whose souls you crush beneath your daily grind; perhaps you've sat in a classroom pretending AmStudies is a real major, or you've spent the breadth of the week breathing Read More ...Source: http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Egotastic/~3/lUTDi9q6ZGw/
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