I just spent about 3.5 hours adding up someone's past stock sales for the last 5 years. This has left my brain completely fried, and rendered me unable to go to Trader Joe's.
Fuck it. I'm going now, and will come back here before going to dance. Otherwise, when the hell will I be able to get veggies for the potluck tomorrow night? Answer: I won't. So I go now.
Fuck it. I'm going now, and will come back here before going to dance. Otherwise, when the hell will I be able to get veggies for the potluck tomorrow night? Answer: I won't. So I go now.