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Thursday, Aug. 10, 2006 @ 5:28 p.m.
Ok, what the fuck is retrograding through MY star chart? HMMM?
I mean seriously, my world seems to be full of stumbling blocks lately. NOTHING has been simple, simple things seem to require three extra steps to even happen AT ALL, as in barely eeked out, lately. Ehh, I'm sure hard work is good for the soul or body or something.
My computer that supposedly has been in Denver for two weeks being repaired never even left the Bestbuy here in Albuquerque, yep, just sittin' on a shelf here, gathering dust. I sprouted horns and spet fire, mother's ran away from my general area covering young children's ears to protect them from the string of foul mouthed obsenities that flowed from my now deep seated resentment towards all bestbuy stores. I was sooooo not a happy camper, and even still all I got was a 30 dollar gift card out of it. Those fuckers, although the guy who took care of it was nice, and helpful, but still, GRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
HORNS, FIRE, OBSENITIES!
WE don't even have furniture in our classrooms. hmm. If I didn't have supreme faith in my boss I'd be so shitting bricks right now.
Going to dinner with Not-Green-Eyed-Man, I turned him down last night. I was at work till 8, a 12 hour day. Anyway, I'm kinda glad I wasn't SO available. Cause I'm all eager and such. Not that I like playing games, I mean, my eagerness is genuine, but well, I'm sure you know what I mean. I need to go primp.
WE ALL FALL DOWN
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It's like getten screwed with your pants still on!