There was a collection of comic strips by Simpson's creator back in the 1980's called "Life is Hell" (among other "...is Hell" titles). I wish I had that to read. Something to find sympathy within.
Brother called around half-passed midnight. I was gnawing dry cereal. He bitched about lawyer and email. Then hung up so he could go home after close up shop. Then copy of his email from lawyer came. I was dumb enough to look. Better tonight than the morning, right? Get the pain with now! Early!
I feel like I was dragged behind an old car. Maybe an Oldsmobile. White. Missing some hubcaps.
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