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I had a crappy day today. You have my permission to move on to another blog. No need to stick around for the requisite whine about my crappy day. Don't even pretend to care. I know you don't. Move on.
Oh shit. Can't do it. Just get all geared up for a 100 proof, full blown wallow and then hand job, er, I mean G-Rob breezes by on IM. Blew my plans for a pity party, complete with 'booze and pills', right out of the water...
Thanks, pal. I mean it, truly. Thanks.