Split the difference, spend as much of your time on the clock job hunting and doing the bare minimum. Then quit without notice mid shift for the new job.
The other day I started a she called Where the Water Tastes Like Wine. You lose a hand of cards to a Wolfman and he turns you into a hobo skeleton tasked with traveling the US to spread folktales. The wolf is voiced by Sting, the whole game pays homage to an idealized peak of Americana, and I've never had to decide what button to map "hitchhike" to before.
Creativity is alive and well, flourishing even. This guy is just blaming others for the problems he brings to the table.
The ball was pale, not any color specific, something life a cream color.
The person was nongendered, just a hand extending from a black suit with no determining orientation.
They were a suit below the shoulder to above the knee, no other visible details past the table.
The ball is maybe baseball sized, just big enough to comfortably fit the hand.
The table is my current dining room table, an antique drop leaf table. This detail was the oddest to reconsider because until now I've been imagining either my previous table or the coffee table from my childhood, I don't normally decorate the thought space.
I think art is as much in the eye of the viewer as it is the maker. You'll never convince me that Jackson Pollock was an artist, I simply don't see the art in his work, but you may have a life changing emotional experience viewing it. My opinion doesn't devalue your experience any more than your experience devalues mine.
A Republican rep from Indian wants mixed race marriage to be a state matter. I am white, my partner is Mexican. If he gets what he wants, our relationship will be a crime in at least his state.
There are no Democrats openly advocating for my marriage to be a crime.
I also use public school maps, zoos, and amusement parks