Eff.
I had so much typed on how miserable I felt, and now I don't.
I leave my seat for five minutes, five minutes, and do you know what happened?
Seventy-Five percent of my day: Erased
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And I still feel miserable.
Maybe even more so.
Anywho, my day was rather boring other than the fact that God has decided to smite me.
Curses upon ye, Amy Duckwall.
So I
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