Okay, so after reading about the crap that some lovely people have to put up with, I feel like kind of a dweeb for complaining about my little problems. And I guess the stupid Bob situation is resolved as well as can be expected, though of course he sulks past my desk as often as possible, silently shooting me dirty looks. I lost a good bit of sleep last night worrying that I could have handled it better, but I think that this aggressive sulking is definitely tipping the scales in the "fuck Bob" direction.
I don't have the energy for a real entry, so here, for your amusement, are some recent googles to this site:
Baton rouge sluts (gross)
Eat dirt cunt (What the hell is your problem, fucker?)
"dating a married man" diaryland
amy sedaris
Canadian hilarious
Nuva ring
"hair"+"chopped off"
hilarious theories
we should bomb iraq (um, no we shouldn't)
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