02.09.04 :: 4:34 pm

Why must it be that when one big aspect of your life is superb, another big aspect of it has to suck a donkey corpse's nut?

Obviously, I'm talking about my job.

I just cannot get transferred out of here. I am locked down in this griefpit for the forseeable future and it sucks.

No more meetings with Human Resources telling me to fix this and change that and do this and then maybe, maybe, we'll try our best to help you.

I cannot fucking stand it one second longer.

That being said, I'm getting some baklava after work and crying onto Mr. M's shoulder, mixing my tears with the taste of sweet, sweet honey.

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