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It's all so pointless...
2009-05-02, 8:23 p.m.

I went and saw the new X-Men movie with my dad today. It was WAY better than I thought it was going to be. Taylor did a decent job with Gambit. It wasn't as good as it could have been, but they didn't really give him much screen time. So, meh.

I found Halloween 5 at work today for $5. Imagine that. It was in front of my face this whole fucking time. *slaps self*

I'm getting ready to go to bed in a few minutes. *yawn* *stretch* 4am comes really early for some reason.

I've still been messing around with my computer. I've made lots of lovely discoveries. Tomorrow I'm installing Office, and working on the fanfic before I completely lose everything that's in my head. It's going to be intense.

I have Thursday off, so I'll probably be going over to Mandy's on Wednesday and staying over. I found her a few more Stephen King hardcovers that I think she's going to be interested in.

Man, I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. My favorite boss found a new job elsewhere, so my comfort zone just went out the fucking window.

Now we have the guy that helped out during Christmas time--- only he's here permanently.

We're going to have words VERY soon. I get this feeling that he's judging my worth ethic based on my age. Yes, I'm only 24 years old. However, I've worked here for nearly 8 years. I know what I'm fucking doing. You don't have to check up on me every 20 minutes. Also, it would help if you didn't add to my already impossible work load every time the mood strikes you. You're being quite the asshole. Someone should pin a gold star on your forehead.

Well then.

On a happier note...um...er....well, there really isn't a happier note. My life pretty much sucks in case you haven't noticed. I fill this thing up with stories about things I've bought and musicians that I'll probably never meet. Would someone please put me out of my misery?

I. Feel. Hopeless.

(Updated 20 minutes later)

Whenever I say shit like that, the GazettE *magically* find a way to make me smile. It's so weird. I wasn't even looking for this, yet here it is.



It's such a small thing, but it totally warmed my insides.



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