Got off of work hella late, but it was worth it. Towards the end, somewhere in between talking about Xbox 360 and stainless steel countertops, my boss said this:
"You need to quit. You are too smart for this job. This isn't something you want to do forever."
And just yesterday a friend said I should move to LA with her. The world is telling me to get out of Burlington, North Carolina, despite it being the thriving metropolis that it is. My future sense of living out a mediocre future is trumped by this new impeding mortality, failure, and doom I face outside of this city.
Niiiiice.
Reminder for class: Saturday means we don't have class. Go get laid. Drink a beer. Pretend Monday won't stop you from having fun (oh, 'cuz it fucking will).
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