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Sep 28, 2004 00:17

I'm exhausted. 13 hour days.

Even the people I love are starting to seem lazy and get me in a big fat tizzy. I'm pretty sure I'm at that point, where I dont care to be likable. Leave me with your share of work, rar!. I'll remember you when I'm doing the floorplan. Who wants to work 9 hours, do a shitload of sidework, and make 14 bucks? bring it, little effin wiggers. It's a good thing I cant fire people.

Gotta fix my car, take out the 401-K, pay off the credit cards.

bubble bath, sleep.
So I dont deal with the long days well- but it makes it that much nicer, coming home to the coziest house ever.
Home. hmmm.
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