Since I'm pinching pennies so tight now that my house constantly smells of copper, and I don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing, I think I need a little certainty in my life. I know I would feel much better if I knew exactly what I was doing on September 29, 2007 at 7:00 pm. Especially if it was this .
Seriously, that's a plan, right? I would have plans.
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