2006-06-12 - 12:06 a.m.
I worked myself into the ground today. By nine I was just staring at the floor. I forgot a customer twice, adn they left. I felt bad about it, and bad in general, and worn out.
Fearing this string of bad days might turn into a longer string, dare I say a depression, I took some drastic countermeasures. And by that I mean cookies and DVD's.
And you know what? I feel better.
Don't ever listen to anyone. They don't know shit about you, they're actors sent by a malevolent god to torture you for its own amusement.
Revolt. Make it your own show.
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