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No. I'm not. I love my job, but I'm not happy with it. I had a great boyfriend until he had a psychological break about 28 hours ago, but I wasn't all that happy with him either, no matter how hard I tried. I have a master's degree, liveable salary, a vehicle that runs, a cat that loves me and a family that (as wacked out as they are) love me, too. I'm so unhappy at this point today that I've felt like I want to vomit for the past two days. Are we ever really happy? Isn't that what makes us strive for "more" in our lives?
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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