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JESUS MOTHER OF BAD DAYS.
I need either a hug, or a high-caliber firearm.
Hokay, so.
It started off with a headache and a grey day, both things I can deal with.
Also I felt a little off overall. Cure-all? Go climbing.
Climbing wall= Pain and humiliation.
solution? Pick up photos and spend money at mall!
2-novelty coffee's later I am feeling fine, and I go to crappy tire to pick up a slingshot and a board for my new shelf.
I even feel good on the ride home, until I skid _down_ gordon street causing me to be wet, bruised, and derailed.
I get home. My slingshot is made incorrectly.
And my programming assignment due tommorrow that I had done seems to be lacking source files which were deleted at home and not transferred it seems.
Friggin wheee.
I am going to write letters, code, be bitter, study, code, drink coffee, be bitter, and what the hell be bitter again.
Why is wensday called "hump" day? is it because it is the halfwaypoint on the way to the weekend?
NO.
It is because if fucks you.
p.s.
Chris I need your drill.
p.p.s.
Man I'm bitter.
I need either a hug, or a high-caliber firearm.
Hokay, so.
It started off with a headache and a grey day, both things I can deal with.
Also I felt a little off overall. Cure-all? Go climbing.
Climbing wall= Pain and humiliation.
solution? Pick up photos and spend money at mall!
2-novelty coffee's later I am feeling fine, and I go to crappy tire to pick up a slingshot and a board for my new shelf.
I even feel good on the ride home, until I skid _down_ gordon street causing me to be wet, bruised, and derailed.
I get home. My slingshot is made incorrectly.
And my programming assignment due tommorrow that I had done seems to be lacking source files which were deleted at home and not transferred it seems.
Friggin wheee.
I am going to write letters, code, be bitter, study, code, drink coffee, be bitter, and what the hell be bitter again.
Why is wensday called "hump" day? is it because it is the halfwaypoint on the way to the weekend?
NO.
It is because if fucks you.
p.s.
Chris I need your drill.
p.p.s.
Man I'm bitter.