I freely admit I am here b/c I am a sad peasant.
I have, depsite a good education, a boring, dead-end job where I do FA all day and no one gives a toss what I do except my boss, who's looking for another job anyway and just out to make herself look good.
I'm an 'underachiever', a slacker. Mostly b/c I am lazy.
I'm also a terrible insomniac.
But man, ffs, at least I know how to have a larf.
Sadly, forty, she really isn't a construct or a fabrication.
I thought so at first, too, but she's all too real, although I do think she writes a lot of spew to wind people up and if it weren't so verbose it'd be funny.