I am fucking exhausted and not donw packing. And I get to move all of my boxes by myself downstairs because I refuse to pay them $55 to do it. I have no friends to help me pack or move and anything and I am tired and broke and sad.
When I left work my boss told me "well it started out rocky but it ended up OK." FUCK YOU CUNT. seriously, can't be nice one fucking day. And I got another proposal awarded today before I left today. Lick my clit you dumb bitch.
I cried a little but not so much.
No one cares. I got nice presents and a $50 amex card (need that for sure) and food.
I am eating vegan chinese food and staring at a sea of boxes.
I wish I had help.
9:38 p.m. - 2011-08-25
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