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*edited out whine*
I hate or things to be down or dreary so here's a funny picture.



I can't think of anything amusing to say though. Maybe my defence-mechanism-manic-strange-humour will kick back in tomorrow.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!
I just did a calculation and my savings will only last me another week or so.
Meaning I need a job soon. But I don't want to go back to I.T., I fucking hate it.
But I don't think my mind can take another rat race job. If I have to go back doin something I dislike or hate, then I'll snap. I know it.

Bah!