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I haven't laughed in a few days. Then I go browsing on FaceBook and one of my buxom friends posted, "I can't go running as my boobs nearly knock me the fuck out". OMG. I nearly fell on the floor. Boy. That felt good. I need more of those.
The job I was going to apply for isn't full time so forget it. :S I did mention to the core lab director that I want off third shift eventually but only once full time is available. I spend so much money on meds, I can't have a cut in my benefits, either. Again, I take more meds than Dad, the cancer survivor. WTH.
The job I was going to apply for isn't full time so forget it. :S I did mention to the core lab director that I want off third shift eventually but only once full time is available. I spend so much money on meds, I can't have a cut in my benefits, either. Again, I take more meds than Dad, the cancer survivor. WTH.