Work went almost an hour late and halfway through it I so depressed I was just about ready to walk out so I could go yell at something. (Actually, I did for a minute. Although I didn't yell. I just went into the bathroom and wisper yelled a couple of things to the guy in the mirror.) I think I'm gonna take up hardcore music right about now. I'm not sure anything else quite satisfies what I'm feeling inside.
Well, I'm off so I can pretend to get home at a decent time. God bless.
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