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You can't change fighters at the last minute, I lose all bets to the bookies.
Well, I was sick all weekend, still am. That sucked.
Didn't get to go out or do anything cool. And now, I'm
stuck at work. It's after 6, this huge project is due
tomorrow, and I'm supposed to be helping. But it's hard to
help when you don't know what the fuck's going on. So bust
this, I'm sitting here in my crappy little cubicle working
away when I come up with a questions for the project
manager, well, he went to Burger King. They're gonna be
here all night. I don't want be here all night. My job is
not my life, it is not what controls me or directs.
Speaking of rants, I've read a few of the entries in other
people's journal's. Wow, they're like novella's. God,
condense it down little.
Well, I'm fucking hungry.