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Nov 15, 2006 15:10

I went to a group interview for David Jones on Monday. Some British whore was copying from me. It felt like high school all over again. I find out in a week. Although, I don't have a pole up my ass so I probably won't get a job offer.

I'm half way through cleaning up the shithole I live in. My mirror smashed all over my floor so I've spent the last week picking pieces of glass out of my back and feet. Why does everything have a symbolic meaning these days?
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