So I went and saw Harry Potter 7 part two today. Ending was balls. Who the hell goes nineteen years into the future with no physical changes except for some stubbly facial hair? Whack.
While working today, I got tipped in hard candy. That's sweet and all (pun), but hard candy doesn't buy me ******** gas. Just give me the cash value plus three bucks instead.
My Bulbasaur tried to evolve again, but I hammered that B button so it would knock that s**t off.
A haircut will ensue tomorrow.
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