stop, drop, kaboom

Almost every morning on the way to work, I stop at the newspaper box to pick up the ProJo. Mainly because of my most secret, hidden love for Sean McAdam.

Recently something changed. The newspaper box no longer takes nickels. You have no idea how irrationally angry this makes me. It's either five dimes or two quarters now. WHAT IS THE PROBLEM WITH NICKELS? How could they do this? It's hard enough to scrape up fifty cents in change every morning, let alone trying to do it with a no-nickel handicap. Do I blame the Journal for this? That is some fucked up, repugnant shit! That is a FALSITY!!!

By the way... tomorrow. Yeah.

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