I'm tired.
I'm irritable.
I'm burning out.
Speaking of burning, I swear to God if I burn myself one more time on either the toaster oven or cookie/bread pans at Subway.. I'm going to burn the mother down. Why must customers ask for cookies that are still pretty much in a near-liquid state on a 400 degree metal pan?
Bastards.
Thankfully payday is tomorrow. I'm happy.
Except for the fact that I owe my entire check to someone or someplace or another.
Ugh.
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