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Just one of those days. As usual.

Going to work on 2 hours of sleep is a bad idea. Going anywhere on 2 hours of sleep is just a bad idea in general. You don't realize it when you're asleep, but places get cold. Very cold. You notice these things when you're awake. I also get colder than most people. That's okay. It's just bad luck, I guess.

The only person I talked to today at work was my new co-worker. I showed her around our section of the office. I also don't remember her name. I was listening to music the whole time. Afterwards I went off to my favorite bathroom stall. It is beginning to not be my favorite because of all the terrible things that tend to happen when I go into it. I crossed my fingers for a normal bathroom adventure.

Scrawled across the stall divider in pencil were the words "if u whont to get hed call me" followed by two local phone numbers. I recognized the phone numbers immediately as the phone numbers the guy had given me before. The dick sucking guy.

That guy really wants to suck someone's dick.

So I decided not to use the bathroom on that floor anymore. It was actually not a very good time at work. Lunch, I expected, would be good at least. I walked over to the mall food court entirely prepared to be disappointed. I decided that the best idea would be to not spend $10 on a terrible, disgusting meal. So I went to Cinnabon. I got a cinnamon roll and some kind of lemon-lime slushy.

I am a sucker for lemon-lime flavored things.

I sat down and ate my cinnamon roll, which was delicious. I took a few sips of the slushy. It had the consistency of a melted sno-cone. It tasted like lemon-lime Gatorade powder mixed with twice the amount of sugar and dropped into a cup of crushed ice. But instead of crushed ice it's more sugar. So it was like drinking sugar and it was terrible. Maybe even the worst.

So I threw it away. It was okay.

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