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Nov 09, 2005 14:12

Tomorrow is John's Birthday.

I've drowned myself with a case of Peach Snapples, they were on sale for $5. I feel like I've wasted a whole day watching Troy, memorizing the words of my great warriors. My bones are not working right. There on a break.

Last night was horrible. I wanted to scream and kill. At first, I was fine. Everyone thought I was a little crazy, but okay. But then I got worse. People were storming in til' 9:30. I had to help Fallon clean up, I didn't want to diss her. So I worked til' 11:30, no break. My feet hurt to bad, and my frustration turned into tears. I hate my job, it makes me sick, but I've been trying so hard to get a new job, and it's funny how I can't seem to get one.

Damnit.

Countdown to work 2 hrs 40 mins.

"I would just DIE".
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