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Somewhere between now and last October my circadian rhythms took a swing to "the other side" known as "MORNING PERSON." No longer am I spending my time at the Local or MJQ until last call or waking when I hear the neighborhood kids getting off of the bus after a torturous day at high school. Now friends, trust me, I will rock it 'til the break of day, but I don't want to be that person behind the bar waiting on myself at that god-awful hour.

In short, I don't want to work at a bar.

I can only hope to solve this problem soon

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Happy Birthday Alyssa!