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Never do (something boring) today what you can do (half-heartedly) on Friday.

Occasionally this catches up to me. Today is one of those days. Ah, piper, it is so not fun to pay you, yet I keep doing it. I just can't make myself do anything boring or drudgerous for very long. Maybe it's rebellion from being raised by two parents with no imagination?  It's kind of fun living on the edge, but it's also scary and not fun sometimes when I get in a jam. Seems everyone wants to be paid on time and that there are things called regulations governing every square inch of life.  Why wasn't I born in 1930 so I could raise a victory garden or something meaningful?  Pay bills, pshaw.

The little angel/devil on each shoulder have daily conversations, but the angel has no imagination so she usually loses.

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