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I thought that I had just dreamed about our loss to the Nets, but I'm awake now and it hasn't changed. Jesus fucking Christ that's really pathetic. >_< We can't win with Vince, we can't win without Vince, and we can't even win with Vince on our home floor as part of the opposition. *stabstabstab*
Oh, and in case you're wondering why I'm bitching so much about this, I'm really just using it as an excuse to bitch, period. I've been snapping at everything that moves ever since my dad called yesterday and decided that he'd much rather use me as an operator than actually talk to me, and my patients has become pretty much non-existent as a result. Like I've stated before, I haven't felt this shitty in a really long time; at least, not for this exact reason.
Oh, and in case you're wondering why I'm bitching so much about this, I'm really just using it as an excuse to bitch, period. I've been snapping at everything that moves ever since my dad called yesterday and decided that he'd much rather use me as an operator than actually talk to me, and my patients has become pretty much non-existent as a result. Like I've stated before, I haven't felt this shitty in a really long time; at least, not for this exact reason.