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I hate my job!
In other news:
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Today was made of fail!
Two highlights:
1.) While horribly busy at work, I ran up front and started helping. Four customers stopped me and did the leaning-in-worried-look thing and said, "honey, are you okay?", putting way too much emphasis on a whispered "okay", so I just laughed and said yes. I figured my face must still be swollen, whatever. ( Read more... ) -
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So, around four o'clock, my face started throbbing, like, more, and I got all nauseas and dizzy and blah. So, I threw up, took a pain pill, and laid down ( Read more... ) -
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I just got home from the oral surgeon.
I was all happy and giggly until, like, ten minutes ago, when my face started to throb.
I guess... the surgeon said he had to cut into my jawbone? Or something. I don't really remember. But it's apparently going to hurt, like, worse than it would have.
FUCK.
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I worked for twelve hours today ( Read more... ) -
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I am blah ( Read more... ) -
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I had a dream last night that was... weird, to say the least, but it had a cameo by two guys who I have, at one point in time, considered incredibly good friends ( Read more... ) -
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Okay, so.
My boss, the one who quit? Got fired yesterday, because HIS boss couldn't stand the fact that Bubbles dared quit when he wanted so badly to fire him. So he made shit up and fired him, leaving pretty much everyone completely assfucked because Bubbles had a fifty hour schedule that is now blank ( Read more... )