September 8th, 2003

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Jesus my head hurts. I have spackling putty in my sinuses and I feel like my head is going to explode. I so want the cold from hell to end.

My boss is now calling and kissing Christy's ass because he was such a dick to her Friday. The whole thing is really absurd. It's like being married to the guy, only with no sex. He has no inner monologue.