Indecision

I have to make a potentially life changing decision by Thursday at 4 pm, and I have no idea what to do. None. Not an inkling. I'm going to be reduced to "eenie, meenie, miney, moe," shaking a Magic 8 Ball, or closing my eyes and pointing to one of the options. Which, now that I think of it, is exactly how I ended up at Auburn. Hmmm...that seemed to work out pretty well, perhaps I should use that tactic again.

Seriously? This can't be the way a 29-year-old is supposed to make decisions. Crap.


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