I Owe, I Owe, So It’s Off To Work I Go.
I owe, I owe. I owe, I owe. I owe, I owe. I owe. I owe.
Yeah. After two short weeks, I am facing a full five days of work. In a row. Damn, I do not know if I will survive. But I really should not complain. It is not like I am super rich and have to work exceedingly hard to keep all my money. God, that would be horrible.