Vague has officially left the building–for the last time. When I finally left the Office of Bewildering Lunacy, they made me give them my security badge. It’s fine; I hated the picture on it anyway. So, if any of you want tax advice or help improving your credit score, doan axe me. I am strictly books and, as always, grammar. Again.
Damn, baby, it’s good to be back.