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Umm... Ok. (That's How You'll Feel After You Read This)

23 essays. Sounds hard. It is.

Too hard! I can't bring myself to complete them for some reason. I've been "doing" them for the last two weeks and it has completely thrown me off schedule! Grr!

So then.

Hello.

I cut myself twice at work yesterday. I sweear that fucking bookshelf hates me. It's really gross. My band-aid was pretty soaked in blood and my finger too. It's very gross. It's deep. Yeah. My baby thinks it's gross, too. I love it when he's honest! Yay!

So I studied today. A lot. At the library. I just did a lot of research and read a lot of newpapers. It was mad boring. But then I rewarded myself and went to see my baby! For like thirty minutes, but it was a lot better than nothing!He's so cute. Dressed as a hick and whatnot. I love him. He's great.

Then I went to the happiest place on Earth! My job! Flori was on her break so we chilled in my car, like yesterday. I left early and I went back while she was on her break and we chilled in my car. We talked about the possibility of the devil selling the store. That could be either good or bad. It could be good because anyone would probably be a better boss than her, that's what my manager said =D. It could be bad because we might all lose our jobs. Flori and I were talking about it and we realized just how slack our job really is. Especially when the devil isn't there. We work so much better when she's not there. We really do like it there. It's not hard, it just gets annoying when the people get stupid and ask stupid questions. Argh. But that happens anywhere, right? Yeah. I guess.

So now. The obvious thing. We once again have a Bush in the White House. Or still, rather. It's very sad. I'm so annoyed. I voted, though. For the losing candidate, but I did. Wow, you know I don't even know who our new mayor is. Hmm.. oh well. I'll find out later.

Ok, so I should really do my work now. I've put it off long enough! =D Hehe. Ok! Buh bai peoples!

posted @ 11:16 pm on 11.03.04

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