the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye

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Barb wasn’t in the office and I’ve decided not to contact Danlord. I’ll worry about my paycheck tomorrow morning and go into the West Bank office directly. I don’t know what to do with the Danlord situation other than he got the money he needed and therefore, at this point, there’s no reason to worry about it. I decided to cheer myself up by getting a bagel with jalapeño creme cheese. The long line of unbearably annoying parents of Freshman was worth it. I also have another idea for a drawing. Actually, I have quite a few. Perhaps I’ll get to drawing them tonight, when I have some free time. Yeaaaaah boi.

ps. Am I weird for being bothered by this? It’s fabulous that billionaires are deciding to do this. However, I question whether if it doesn’t hide the greater problem at hand: often the policies of these people are the reason why the poor are so poor to begin with. So, sometimes  I think ideas like this are simply masking the real issue.

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