...I don't know how much of this stuff I ate, but nobody better expect to see me in class for a few days.

Matt, call my work, tell them I've got AIDS and I'll be back when I take care of it. (That's a joke. I don't have AIDS, you fuckers.)

I'm sure I gained five pounds of solid chocolate.

Studying for stupid law is a giant bore, but I've got a furball on my couch with me. I'd like to gladly punt the other one, though--seriously, dogs are too fucking noisy.

I damn near went through most of my inventory... gonna need more of this stuff.

Once exams are over, I'm ODing on nyquil and sleeping until next term.

I fucking hate this feeling...

...is the flu contagious? I keep forgetting.

I swear, if that fucker comes into my work one more time, I'm blowing his damn brains out.

I'm not a woman, I don't have girly parts, and I won't screw him. Friday, I'm packin--...that's not even filter friendly. Fuck.

I've got a turkey... anyone know how to cook it?

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FINALLY! Holy SHIT that took a long ass time.

Could do without this damn sneezing, though... gettin' chocolate all over the place.

Matt, buy some more kleenex.

Oh, Matt, also. Um. I have this duck hunt game thing. With these bright retarded pistols. I don't want them.

I am going to die.

Fuck.

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Aw fuck.

This is the second, and hopefully the last time I'm ever regretting eating chocolate. Five cases of that shit and I was stuck in the bathroom all fucking afternoon. Turns out I didn't have to force it after all, I just started pukin' the moment I got up this afternoon.

Heh, ain't that lovely. Just got back to my room a few minutes ago.

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I fucking win.

I think that makes up for punching that asshole at the church.

On the plus side, I got overtime at work during the break. Matt's back so there's food now. I guess all that doctor shit was just to hassle us during the break, haven't heard any more about it since classes started again.

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SHIT.

I used His name in vain.

Because of that fucking quack doctor trying to play mind games. Stupid freak. Well, fuck you, Stein! I'm not going to your fucking physical, I don't give a shit about your damned certificates!

God will save me.

Tomorrow, I'm going to Confessional.

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God, I'm so fucking done with this shit.

Probably doesn't help that I'm suffering from malnutrition, knowing what's not in the fridge. This is why I hate not living in a dorm, you don't have pre-cooked foods. You lucky bitches, just dragging your asses across to the dining hall while I waste away just dragging myself to a classI fucking HATE ( Read more... )