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im home. work sucks. my boss is a dickless cunt who has absolutely no balls, and a nose that is so brown it's black. i make a mistake and lose thirty dollars. yet he doesnt see the seven hundred i bring in in one day. eh. cest la vie. everyone else does. im tired. my body hurts, ive had a headache for days now. my stomach seems like it's sending every little thing i eat out the other side of me. growls constantly. nothing is entertaining me. when im happy, im happy. when im sad, i feel like going to take a nap in the pool. and thus the highs and lows come back, and the happy medium dies. im tired... my eyes hurt. im tired of dealing with people. i can handle customer service, but i work alot better with machines. they arent idiots. they dont think they're right, they dont piss me off as much. usually. im tired. i'd rather be at the base of a certain waterfall, during three or so pm, with a moderate sunlight on my face and glass of iced tea in my hand. stress=bad. i hate having a list of things to do now. actually having impending items that must be taken care of. things i have to get done. the dreaded errands. but no, i refuse to have my day eaten by shit that must be done. i will automate it all and reduce the stress level given time. there is light at the end of the tunnel, it's just that it seems so dark on the way. someone stole my black plastic lighter. i knew i should have kept the pink one. noone wants the pink one. *trips over something*