I lost my phone.

Butters would say, "Oh, Hamburgers..."

I asked for a sign. Well. There 'ya go.

Oh well.

On the bright side, it would be nice to go ex-communicado for a while. Mass text of christmas cheer and what-have-you are wasted on me anyways.

Toodles Noodles.

I am not a young professional.

I got a job because I had too much free time.

I want a job because it's nice to get paid.

I will only work for people I can respect.

I will only work for people who respect me.

I will not let any corporation exploit my skills. They're mine.

My job does not define who I am.

I am above and beyond titles.

What ladder?

I am not a young professional!