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Well, last night wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Or, maybe I just don't care anymore. I'll still do my job and stuff, but I'm way over freaking out. We can only do what we can do.
Daniel was all happy that I was throwing freight with him 'cause we're such a good team. And we are, really. We kinda rock.
It was just another typical night. Not overly good or bad.