I'm starving.
My nails look hideous.
My upper lip hurts because of this fucktard zit that I'm about to start charging rent.
Nine minutes before I get out of this hell hole... then off to the interview....
Then I can get food....mmmm food. Chick Fil-a sweet tea would so totally rock my world right now. Of course so would food in general and a mountain dew.
Put on a happy face.
Don't think about Jen being gone for almost a whole week (no cuddling, no sex, just texts and phone calls when applicable across a couple of time zones...) FUCK. don't think about it.
Ignore your urge to pick at the giant zit...LEAVE IT ALONE...
Go pee before driving to interview...
Did I put on deodorant?
I need to buy the winning lottery ticket tonight...It'll only take a dollar...
Oh the things I would do with money...
I think i might cut peppers hair...like clipper her fur down pretty short...I dont want her to look like she has mange though....give this more thought.
Gotta pee.
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