This morning, I was late getting up and late to work and I was the happiest lil� doobie on the planet. It was 9:45 when I finally left the house. I�m officially dubbing 9:45am �the void.� As I walked up the street, my heels clicked and echoed off the buildings. Like I was in a tunnel. Alone, no cars, no people except for the old man in a fedora and sweatpants and a crazy squirrel. Tonight, Fatty and I are going to the Ritz for the Evil Corporation�s holiday party. Free booze, free buffet, and maybe a free room! I love you, snow! Last year, my boss got a boner dancing with Fatty. It took 9 months for him to be normal around me.

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