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[greenstorm]

...I'm a little tired of being on the cutting edge of feminism, or whatever you call a woman working in the trades. Just tired of worrying if I can cut it all the time, worried about starting a new job and not being good enough, tired of being annoyed by pictures of hairless rail-thin boob-job bikini-clad girls hung on the walls... and for that matter tired of living in a fast-food dispose-of-your-income booze-it-up live-fast-die-young environment when I'm at work. Tired.

In a totally different vein, I love bonito flakes.