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Something horrible has happened. A man sat with me on the bus this morning. I hate him. I hate men who come and sit all gap legged. Fuck you and your balls! He got his fat ass arm touching mine. I can’t even write this down without touching his arm. Pasty faced bastard, I am filled with such an unwarranted hatred sometimes. I am just not happy in the morning. Now I might not be able to take my morning nap because this dude has brought my bus comfort level down to orange. It has colors like the terror alert system.
Today was a pretty decent day. Kicked it with the colleagues, bought some clothes, watched lost. Good times. Good times.
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