It's been ten long years since I've been home

As I pulled into my apartment complex's parking lot last night, I saw that all-too-familiar sight of the needle on my gas gauge hovering too close to "empty" for comfort. Yep, today would have to be a gas day - one day early, according to my prediction. Would I break free from turning tricks as Adam Smith's whore?

When I opened the door to collect my morning paper, I got my answer - a resounding "No."

Folks, it's scary how often I can predict insignificant things like this. It must be because I'm so AG-AISLE! Time to start catching the bus a little more often, I guess.

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