i currently drive a flying car and work on the 2987th floor of the biggest mining company in the galaxy. My boss is a boznathian slug from the third moon around jupitor. My work mostly concerns paperwork and administrative which gives me a chance to daydream often when i imagine myself as a submariner living in paradise on the island of oahu(before it was swallowed by the sea) during the final days of the American empire.
I live in a triangle And all of my furniture is pyramid shaped.
And also underwater basket weaving
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