Going slow. 4300 words in the chapter that seems really really low key takes some time.

Also work is really eating into my free time and I am having a hard time adjusting.

Definitely down about that. Can't believe how nervous I am about being a cashier.

I don't know how I feel about my work ambitions and dreams being hampered by my disability but it's a real bummer.

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IN WHICH I BRAIN-BARF ON YOU, AGAIN
Why do you read these blogs? Why do I write them? Eh, screw it. Here's some FatRat as reimagined by Irish-Trish (another composer I like).

It's a pretty good remix-cover, I think. Anywho, shall we get this trainwreck a-rolling?

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