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maderrEveryone around me keeps bragging about four day weekends, and I feel left out of the club for no good reason other than I would like a four day weekend but no, lawfirms are greedy and so we must work four fucking hours on Monday b/c being nice around the holiday is too much to fucking ask.
I hope I didn't fuck up running the joing today. Lord knows I was in a foul enough mood all goddamn day.
I see the roommate decided we're not actually going to see the movie, but didn't bother to tell me that >_o not that it fucking matters, I really didn't want to goddamn go anyway. Sick of people. Sick of fucking up. Sick of breathing. Sick of being so goddamn up and down with my moods with no real way of controlling it.
Pretty much sick of fuck everything. I keep trying to be positive but argh -__- SSDD, really. Ignore me.
Now to figure out what to do with my evening, since the only thing I'd really like to do would earn me 30 to life, or straight up execution.Fuckers would have to catch me first.
I hope I didn't fuck up running the joing today. Lord knows I was in a foul enough mood all goddamn day.
I see the roommate decided we're not actually going to see the movie, but didn't bother to tell me that >_o not that it fucking matters, I really didn't want to goddamn go anyway. Sick of people. Sick of fucking up. Sick of breathing. Sick of being so goddamn up and down with my moods with no real way of controlling it.
Pretty much sick of fuck everything. I keep trying to be positive but argh -__- SSDD, really. Ignore me.
Now to figure out what to do with my evening, since the only thing I'd really like to do would earn me 30 to life, or straight up execution.
