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what the....?

just when you think things can't get any more stressful/crazy/odd, along comes someone bursting into your apartment/cops scaring you with crime rates/hiring a new person at the job/getting a chance to have the city listen to your proposal when you thought it was a dead issue.

that's just how my day has been.
and i better not get pinkeye, goddammit.

current mood: very, very confused
current song: "daughters of the kaos" by luscious jackson

3 responses to “what the....?”

  1. # Blogger krista

    Major pats on the back and high fives for coming out of today alive (this offer is void and prohibited in Alaska, Hawaii, and Puerto Rico, or in the event that you should accidentally find yourself dead or dismembered on the way home...not that I would ever wish that upon you)! Sorry there's so much stressiness in thine life these days. :(  

  2. # Anonymous Anonymous

    shit like that never happens in bushnell  

  3. # Anonymous Anonymous

    dude. did your apartment get broken into?  

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