Let me explain.
I applied for the worst freelance job ever. I have to write a "viral video" for a 69-year-old woman from Minnesota. It's for an app and it makes no sense.
So, after I got home from doing this all day with my friend Bridget:
I decided to get to work on my new task!
Yeah. Okay.
When I don't want to do something, I just give myself a ridiculous amount of tedious projects. I went to Walmart twice and Kohls searching for picture frames. I bought myself new clothes and then went through my entire closet and seriously halved it.
Then I vacuumed my room and dicked around on the internet.
Then I wrote it, drew that picture, and put together this awful blogpost.
That thing I wrote? Worst thing ever. Hooray. Wow. Fuck this blogpost, I'm really trying to waste my time.
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Yay.
