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[dolari]

It started last night. I was very tired, but my back or neck wouldn't let me sleep. I only fell asleep thirty minute after taking a darvocet. I got five hours of sleep. I woke up five minutes before work. I took my lunch 30 minutes late due to a last minute call that was assigned to me. I wouldn't have time to cook lunch. The chicken I got was very undercooked, but I had no time to complain. I took a shower during my lunch, in which I cut my chin off shaving. At work, a problem caller wouldn't let me go and kept calling. On top of that, more calls came in after 5 than came in all day. On IM, someone poked me in a VERY sensitive place. I got out of work an hour late. I went to Whataburger since I didn't feel up to cooking. While driving back, while trying to keep my soda from falling from it's cup holder, my fries spilled all over the floor. Then on slick roads, some guy c nearly rams into me. The coke spilled on the fries.

And that's when I just howled in bloody murder in frustration.

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