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tHe [Un]ReAsOn

21 October 2004 - 00:54

I don't know what I'm doing here tonight. By all means, I should be asleep.

I hate my job. I know I'm always bitching about it. Fuck off, I don't care. I need to get a move on. Get my groove on. Just breathe, ignore it all, move on. Let it go, get another job. I mean, how hard is that? Harder than you think, I'll tell you that much.

Some guy at work claims to hear screaming voices in his head every night before he goes to bed. Poor George. He says he screams back to them, telling them to shut the fuck up. But they never do. I oughta know.

That's why I'm here tonight. That's what I'm doing here.

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