While talking through a long day of work with my dad, I found myself saying this: "I don't think I want any job that I don't about enough to cry over." The more I think it over, the truer it seems. I'm a little bit worried about what this means for my long-term mental health.
(There later followed this 5th grade dialogue:
"Angel! God, get away from me, you're making me claustrophobic!"
"What? You're afraid of Santa Claus? That doesn't even make sense!")
March 28 2009, 04:48:54 UTC 3 years ago