the random pill that i took from my desk and swallowed as quelled the rebel escape brewing in my skull. i’m not much of a pill popper, but sometimes i just want to stand-up and give modern medicine a big round of applause. now i can get back to what i do best, listening to “Folker” over and over and over and over and over again. i’d say chatting with my most favorite co-workers but all the bitches abandoned me today. i feel like the only person on earth who has to work, and i’m feel pretty pouty and petulant about it. oh, and even though i feel better thanks to drugs, that offer for a tummy rubber is still valid.

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