September 2012
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and my ties are magnificent oh happy day
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It would appear that hot men throw my blogging skills into a wood chipper, because my blog has been shit this afternoon.
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Ah shit. I have to pack tonight.
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I just remembered that I have some cash from senior portraits hidden away, and I can skim some cash off my paycheck when I deposit it.
I’ll have cash for Boston.
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ha ha okay no this is murdering what little self-esteem I’ve gathered
1-800-IM-DONE
now I’m just going through his pictures and dying inside
ugh I’m just drowning in criminally attractive boy feels
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crying because of the extremely attractive kid at my school who was in a few of my classes who gets constantly tagged on Facebook shirtless and in speedos because he’s basically a model and goes to all the local gay event things and I’m just sitting here crying and he’s so nice and I’m just
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Um okay never mind, the HR lady is taking care of that whole meltdown situation, so I just did one of those awkward things where I pretended I was headed towards the bathroom, went in, washed my hands, and went back to my office while everyone played golf in the hallway?
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I have an exit interview at 3, even though I’m not leaving until 5:30. What is an exit interview, anyway?
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I just want to get back home and look at my tiesssssss.
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my ties came in and I am so excited
that girl here who told me all about her sex life is currently having a meltdown in her mom’s office behind mine, and my god, she could put a sailor to shame with that vocabulary
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“If we must be enemies, let us be men and fight it out as we propose to do, and...”
– William T Sherman defends his complete destruction of Atlanta in 1864, which he began 148 years ago today.
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This is one of those wonderful sleepy moods where everything is heavy. My eyelids are heavy, my head is heavy, my heart is heavy. But in the best of ways, for I know that sleep is such a sweet escape from the weight.
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no i’m srs stop rbloginfg that and kiss me
hey i’m sleepy
kiss me
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Egads, I am tired. Someone catch me before I collapse onto my desk.
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“Time is what we want the most, but what we use the worst.”
– William Penn