the great war movie is not the point here, but the title is.
waaaaay too much stress at work with this project going wrong. er, on, i meant.
all it would have taken yesterday was one more fucking asshole to tell me something wasn't working like it should be. NO SHIT ASSHOLE! why do you think i've been here for 80+ hours over the last 7 days, dipshit?
just one more of them and there'd have been front page news, i'm positive.
if it hadn't been for her, i think i might have crawled under my bed and stayed there.
and in my typical "it's all about -me-" fashion, i was upset with her because she wouldn't comfort me in person. she does everything she can for me and then i'm upset coz it's not what i want from her. fuck me.
so let me stand up in front of g-d and everyone and say "Thank you B for being my friend".
ly
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