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anger.
2006-01-09, 11:26 p.m.

current mood: a lot less angry then i was about 5 hours ago. i might not actually kill people now.

current song: i'm actually not listening to anything.

three things i'd like to state for the fucking record - three rules a man should follow when dealing with a female emt. these rules especially apply when your sick fucking wife is going on the cot.
1. DO NOT CALL ME HONEY, SWEETIE, BABY, OR ANY OTHER FUCKING PET NAME.
2. DO NOT TREAT ME LIKE I AM INCAPABLE OF DOING MY FUCKING JOB.
and this is the big one...
3. DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES SLAP MY ASS WITH YOUR HAND, AN ENVELOPE, OR ANYTHING ELSE.

i'm not really going to post much else tonight, because i might say something else hurtful and piss off more people. i think my partner hates me, and i was 30 seconds from snapping on some bitchy nurse in the sylvania death farm tonight. and i'm really getting tired of dispatch raping us because of some he-said-she-said crap that i'm pretty sure didn't happen. just dial "c" for vindetta, or maybe just cheryl.

i'm off like your momma's dress at a policeman's ball.

maybe not. maybe my insomnia is catching up to me again. i was made to work midnights, or live in japan.

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