...I've hit adulthood.
My taxes are paid, there are utilities in my name, my refridgerator is full, I own my own car (with insurance!) and can hold down a job. Plus, I now take "work trips" - and not anywhere fun either. For example, today, I head off to Kansas City for a week. Erm, woot-woot? I guess?
When did this happen?
Plus, where are all the ponies and cotton candy and princesses?
Harrumph.
M.
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