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Well, it's one of those really bad days, where you want to hide under your desk for the whole day. I don't why I can't bring myself to call in sick. I was extra sleepy today, but I still couldn't do it. I took a bunch of Midol just to escape from this place. I'm just waiting for it to kick in. I just don't want "this" to be the rest of my life. I hate drama, but maybe it's the medicine I need right now. I hate this restless feeling. Stagnation sucks. Something happened today that caused all these frustrating feelings, but it's too messy for me to write about. Sometimes it just feels too much like the Apprentice.
My real escape begins after work, when I head over to 34th street to catch a special kind of train with Chris to go to Boston for the weekend. I can't remember what the train is called, but all I know is that I will be served alcoholic beverages.
My real escape begins after work, when I head over to 34th street to catch a special kind of train with Chris to go to Boston for the weekend. I can't remember what the train is called, but all I know is that I will be served alcoholic beverages.