Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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28, single, comic book geek, that's me in a nut shell.

Monday, July 17, 2006

i'm not well

I do believe that i've met my bullshit limit. And by bullshit limit i mean i cannot, CANNOT sleep on the futon for one more night. Even though i have no choice to sleep on it for the next 4 nights. My back hurts, my shoulders hurt, my head, even my hair hurts right now. I'd give anything to be able to sleep in my bed tonight. Another thing that tells me that i'm not well is that around 3am, i started looking forward to going to work, that's how hot it was in my place yesterday...all i could think was "at least work is air-conditioned". Oh so sad.

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