the universe is like a shitty bf. i spend 8 hr/day applying for jobs, wallet covered in spider webs for months and get a single interview that doesn't go anywhere. then i seriously consider getting a master's and research programmes for one day and i get called for an interview the morning after
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"[...] opinion, but with bruises dotting his back and thighs it had escalated to being downright painful – not as bad as some other few times he had, but definitely enough to warrant complaints.
Thankfully, H-03 hadn’t woken up during the drive, but Doc had watched him as if he might. He could see the medic from the corner of his eye.
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“Sandy,” came from the chair in the corner. “I’m comin’ up with ways to shorten words up. Talking’s too much and I’m lazy.”
“Bored, you mean,” he answered without looking at the table. “You’d be asking for foot rubs if you were lazy.”
“Bored, yeah, whatever. Anyway, I think the investors are gonna love my pitch.” Sanford rolled his eyes but smiled at his partner’s joke; it was reassuring that even with a concussion, he was rambling to keep himself occupied.
“Alright, hit me.” [...]"](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:jlcxhkiyo3uuqobmsrq2l5kl/bafkreiguyjtsgl47d5ptmajru5pzxmoprkxwq7nvm64v2wlmqfp3p4zk4m)
