On my last day at work I’ve: gotten a rejection, but a very nice rejection for 5 poems, eaten two pieces of pizza, got a card from co-workers, drank a sprite, cleaned out my desk of saltine crackers, recycled irrelevant health insurance documents, backed-up all my work on an electronic stick whose name is escaping me at the moment AND GOT THIS WONDERFUL CAKE FROM MY BOSSSSSS THAT’S FULL OF CHOCOLATE PUDDING YOU DON’T REALIZE HOW IMPORTANT THE PUDDING PART IS AROUND HERE! No one wanted to eat my feet, so I took a huge chunk of myself.
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