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I am running around in fucking circles looking for a fucking shot glass, bottle of wine and rubber rats. I need a fucking shower, clean clothing and to get ready for two christmas parties including getting my crockpot and fucking chili together, grabbing the camera and Guido the fucking Christmas rat, some kind of wrapping for the wine and the rats and I'm the only one not fucking hungover from last night because my ass was the DD. But I'm hungry and cranky and there's no fucking food and I'm tired of Happy Holidays-ing and fucking "Bless Yous" when I sneeze. Why can't I get a simple fucking "gesundheit", dammit?
FUCK, I'm so over the holidays.
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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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