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I passed out at work on Friday. I was ringing someone up and blacked out. My mom came and picked me up and took me to get something to eat and I instantly felt better after getting food in my system.
Work was alright today, I had to be there at 9 which sucked but at least I cane spent more than 2 hours with Paul. Charlene wanted me to work for her tomorrow but I need to do my government project, it was due Friday but I am too much of a procrastinator to get anything done.
Paul got his tattoo yesterday. I'll post a picture later. I like it a lot.
I want to kill this guy.
PS- I picked up my BC yesterday.