Another Tuesday Night

and I ain’t got nobody
I got some no money ’cause I just got paid fucking sent home again, until Thursday
Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way,

But I have beer (no, not with Ray – we know how that ends) and Star Wars reruns, so I’ve got that going for me, which is good. And Tinder, which is unlikely to end well. And ham salad. And that’s all I need.  Except this

 

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