Sixteen Tons

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How do you feel about your job? Do you spring out of bed, looking forward to work? Or, is your job a soul-destroying monotony of pure drudgery, or somewhere in between?

In the immortal words of Neil Gaiman, will eventually grow up and get a real job. Until then, will keep making things up.

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