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So I decided that there are snakes living in my muscles and they are all constricting upon themselves...I need a massage...however I refuse to pay a stranger to touch me...seems a bit like prostitution, perhaps another bath would help. Oh yeah, so not only does work consume my every waking moment...but last night it invaded my dreams. Actually my dream took place AT work but it wasn't ABOUT work. I was there and so were my co-workers and we were being attacked by aliens- big, slimy, fierce creatures ( the aliens, not my co-workers ) but we managed to kill them. Well I have to do my morning rutine now...so I should start before Kristy returns.
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