Day 649I'm already on my 3rd cup of coffee and I woke up late today after having fucking insomnia last night.
So basically, today pretty much feels like Monday normally feels.
And I hate you all. One of you bastards is to blame for this. I don't know who. I don't know how. I don't know why. But one of you fuckers is to blame.
I hope you all get liquid nitrogen poured all over you in the middle of a steel mill. And then shot with a shotgun so that you shatter into a billion pieces.
Oh... that was the T-1000.
I still hope it happens to you.
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