My stomach is clenched up in a firey, painful little ball.
I may throw up.
I don't know if it's because I may see (or just speak to) John today or because things are going so crappily at work.

The new person (I will NOT use the word "Girl") wants to get into a pissing contest already and she's only been here a week.

I don't pee in pubilic!! (That time behind Shoney's dosen't count).

Add that to the fact that Saturday I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and the ending completely pissed me off. Then I stayed up late last night playing Buffy: Chaos Bleeds. And my social life has offically died a slow, painful death.

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