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I need a job, or something. My life is empty, meaningless, it has no purpose. At least with a job I had some superficial purpose in the world. *sighs* This is week 6 of unemployment, it is starting to get to me hardcore.
Ryan Mercer's thoughts, mostly random musings, spanning form 2001 to present. Freemason, geek, nutter, Whovian, 8-bit Atari enthusiast, SciFi fan.