I'm sick to death of that word. Everything I hear involves work now... I don't like it, it makes me feel like I have to go grow up, but I refuse to grow up. I love been able to get out of bed around Noon and go play on my little kids bike all day... then go get a 40oz bottle of San Miquel and Just sit with my mates on a Skatepark until about 12 at night drinking and having fun... Then riding home and getting in bed about 2:30am and getting up at Noon the next day to do the same thing again... I love this and I don't want to let go of it.
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