I hired a dogwalker today. She's a former film producer who decided to change her life after 9/11 and became a full-time caretaker of urban pets. she's got a car, and will be able to take Coney to the park while we're at work.

Today I found a thick manila folder full of those dumb forwarded internet jokes in my boss's files. It's labeled "Archives".

Long day...brain dead...

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