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Jul 29, 2009

Gee, thanks.

That was fucking considerate of father dear.  An hour before my UMAT, and "you should have left the heater on higher.  Look what you've done, now I'm sick."

Great.  Great.  I was in a fair mood, and now I'm not.

Fucking thanks.

Oh, I know, he's a shit and don't listen to him.  But for him to apportion blame with such epically bad timing?  Yeah, walking away, and glad to do it.

Now, to get out of the house on this cold, cold morn, and go take that damn test.

I already feel tired.  Fuck fuck fuck.  Sleep on the drive up.  Only on the drive up.

I don't want a lift home.


I'm off.  Wish me luck.

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