One doesn't so much *take* the path of least resistence as one *rolls* down that path, strapped to a gurney, immobilized, possibly by ether.
Sometimes it's just easier. I've declared many times that I'm done with ULTE... but today, he let himself in with a key I (quite casually) gave him on Friday. After all, it's easier to have him let himself in than for me to have to worry about getting home on time. So I give up on giving up. It would be too much work otherwise.
Monday, July 12, 2010
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