Boof is getting his teeth looked at... he's been in so much pain of late that he is starting to annoy the crap out of me and his lack of conversation has got the Kid thinking that he's done something wrong.
Meanwhile Kid is looking for a new job as he hates his current one. Went on a pity party and emotional rampage this afternoon because his application for one particular job (which was way above his capability) was rejected because of his lack of job stability in the past.
I have a cold and feel like shit. And have to put up with all this crap from these guys. How do I do it? It's called Tuning Out, friends. I hear the first few words of their crap and then tune the rest out. It's a very valuable tool I learnt from having to listen to my mother's crap as a child.
This whole mean attitude is brought to you by the Rhinovirus and overdoing it on Codral tablets.
Rock on bitches. The more tablets I take, the better it gets.
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