This weekend was a fucking bore. Sure we were busy, but nothing interesting happened. No cat fights over a host, no one getting caught screwing in the supply room, not so much as a snide look.

I'm disappointed. The snippy brat is the only one around here who's not a fucking zombie.

What the hell is up with all the fucking sob stories around here? Snap out of it, you fucking pansy-ass losers. I have enough crap to deal with without being bombarded with damn annoying whining.

Boo-fucking-hoo. Pay a hooker to care.