Tuesday After Noon
I am sooo glad Kristin is coming back on Thursday. I think if I had to go one more day, I'd kill myself.
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You know how some people look like animals? I haven't figured out what animal I look like.
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I could not have sex with anyone, because my feet are a mess.
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I hate the moles on my face.
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I'm taking off an hour early. Without pay. Because every single person that has called in is a total fucking moron.
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66 minutes left.