I wasn't even able to sleep 6 hours in my own bed before I was sent to NY to cover for yet another ailing mariner, so now I am once again stuck in a little fucking metal box with a stranger. Seriously, I hate everything right now Also, I'm 38 now. Perhaps this will go down as one of those lesser-remembered birthdays.
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