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I don't know how to say no.
Even though I'd like to.
So, though Jason will probably not see this-
No. No thank you. I'm tired, I've been working, and I'm always out.
I just want to be at home tonight.
This week I work 40 hours.
Forty.
Why don't we just break this down a little-eensy weesie bit, shall we?
1. I lose my shit when I work with Wes.
-I'm just really bad at dealing with it.
--So's he.
---- bad combination.
2. I work with Wes for more than half of my 40 hours.
-Last night was just exceptionally bad and it was only 3 hours.
-- Its not going to get better, I surmise.
3. I don't want to work 40 hours.
Any case... Life is just blah. I'm going to go and sift through 5 years worth of my papers and books and begin selling stuff to the second hand bookstore to set aside money for my college books.