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My day started with my professional competence being questioned. I almost got myself to "no, I'm sure they fucked up the sample/fucked up the testing themselves" but pernicious "maybe I fucked up" thoughts keep creeping back in.
It middled with seeing a discussion on twitter that made me have rolling rage blackouts (as yet undealt with; timezones sort of fucked me out of replying and having it not be hours after the fact, but suffice to say I'll tackle that later too), had a brief nadir where the Panthers managed to beat Jersey (go you good things! <3), and then plunged back into the depths with Raffi Torres being a garbage human being and sending Hossa to hospital. Without even getting a penalty. And then the Hawks lost anyway. fuck this shit.
Earlier this week I wanted the Hawks to beat Phoenix but it wasn't personal. This morning when we got the completely batshit in context suspension for Andrew Shaw from Brendan Shanahan and the Coyotes were playing silly buggers with Mike Smith's media availibility and their lineup I wanted the Hawks to beat them embarrassingly. Now I want the Hawks to fucking ANNIHILATE THEM. You ASSHOLES. #PhoenixConflictsofInterest #garbagehumans
I've also had a headache all day, my safety glasses are literally disintegrating and keep getting stuck in my hair, I've had three shots of Malibu and I really don't feel any better, and I think I'm going to bed in, like, fifteen minutes.
IT'S 5pm AND I WANT TO SET SO MANY THINGS ON FIRE I NEED AN ITEMISED LIST.
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