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So, basically, I don't understand my life. My Valentine is my 3-year-old cousin. I bought her a bunch of little cute Valentine things at work today. She's throwing a Valentine's day party complete with spaghetti (because the sauce is red) and a heart shaped cake. I've been trying to stay up real late because third shift begins tonight. I'm pretty impressed with myself because it's already 430. I'm going to try and make it until 5. Um also, the battery in our smoke detector is dead and we don't have any 9 volts in the house so I've had to listen to it beep for the past 4 hours. 80s night sucked beyond belief and I've been feeling like a large pile of shit lately. So thank you.
But at least I don't look like a large pile of shit.
But at least I don't look like a large pile of shit.