01.31.02 :: 11:35 am

Right now, it is beyond anything imagineable how much I loathe the job.

This job. This fuck-you-we're-right job.

Tell me one thing one day, switch it on me the next, blame me for not keeping up.

Eat. A. Mother. Fucking. Dick.

Whew. Well, now that that's over ...

Seriously. I don't get paid enough. Wait, I'm not even on SALARY.

Anyfucking way. This morning just makes me want to crawl into a bacon double cheeseburger and never come out.

Steamed veggies it is, however.

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