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Mar. 3rd, 2002 03:03 pmI'm so fucking tired I could scream. Just. Fuck.
Right now, I hate my job mainly because I was the only one on register today because Leah decided that she wasn't going to come in. Oh to be sixteen and know that your sister will cover your ass at work for you. Bitch. And oh, it's 3 and I've been up since 7:30 and she is STILL FUCKING ASLEEP!
grrr...
Watching Jay and Silent Bob and not really paying attention. Which is fine. It's good background. Wrote the end of the SAA story. Now I just have to write the middle. Yeah. Sex. So it's going slooooow.
Hate my job. Feet hurt.
Bye.
Right now, I hate my job mainly because I was the only one on register today because Leah decided that she wasn't going to come in. Oh to be sixteen and know that your sister will cover your ass at work for you. Bitch. And oh, it's 3 and I've been up since 7:30 and she is STILL FUCKING ASLEEP!
grrr...
Watching Jay and Silent Bob and not really paying attention. Which is fine. It's good background. Wrote the end of the SAA story. Now I just have to write the middle. Yeah. Sex. So it's going slooooow.
Hate my job. Feet hurt.
Bye.
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Date: 2002-03-03 12:11 pm (UTC)bitches. all of them. seriously.
i'm done now.
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Date: 2002-03-03 12:19 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-03-03 12:21 pm (UTC)::glares at Lance::
This is all your fault.
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Date: 2002-03-03 12:29 pm (UTC)Stupid Lance.
:)
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Date: 2002-03-03 12:32 pm (UTC)Make my life better.
Bitch.
::grumbles in Lance's general direction::