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Sep. 13th, 2004 09:26 amNot dead yet. Gotta shower, do laundry, and oh yeah, sleep. Then work. Phooey. Don't want to work. Especially not the two hours in the morning where Satan will hover around making sure I'm trying to sell those damn "donate a dollar for diabetes research" shoes. He can fucking kiss my diabetic-genetically predisposed ass, dammit. If I don't give a shit, then he can take his bonus and shove it where the freakin' sun don't shine.
Note to self: Continue to resist asking this moron where they're from. On the off chance they're not from the US or an English speaking country, you'll come across as a bitch. If they do come from such a country that should speak English, they've kissed the mod's ass so thoroughly it won't matter that at 18 they should be able to express themselves better than she does.
Note to self: Continue to resist asking this moron where they're from. On the off chance they're not from the US or an English speaking country, you'll come across as a bitch. If they do come from such a country that should speak English, they've kissed the mod's ass so thoroughly it won't matter that at 18 they should be able to express themselves better than she does.