Still feeling crappy....sick....got work...gonna be sick at work...joy.
At least it`s a closing shift...5 hours...4-9:30...I get a 10 minute break to eat cookies and drink milk as I always do. The psycho upstairs has her daughter I believe visiting, she has a BF and she`s not only going after poor Nestor...but Paul...AND ME! AHHHHHHHHHH!
Well, we have no problem fending her off, Nestor called her a b***h, Paul says he`s gay, and I keep telling her to scram and leave me the hell alone. I jsut wish she`d stay gone, damn person.
Paul beat the Godfather, now I just have to. *sigh* Well...time to sit around before work and slowly slip into madness...
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