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- Obviously instead of getting everything done on Sunday I spent a goodly portion of the day hanging out with the puppy and his roommate and stayed up late with them so on Monday morning when I had to get up in the dark for work I felt like a blistered, hungover Martian. My head cold is turning into a chest cold and I’d feel so much better if I didn’t feel so bad. I’ve taken pseudoephedrine but that didn’t seem to unclog my head and I just took some phenylephrine but I think what I need to do is go home early. Gonna turn in the form saying I’m taking the buyout tomorrow. I get seven days to take it back but... I don’t want this job. I don’t know what I’ll do but I’ll figure something out. While I was gone the puppy got fat! This is hilarious because he’s always been so slim. We’ve been putting a lot of water in his food now to combat the acid reflux and he likes it A LOT. I may be getting a dog at Christmas, I may not be - it’s a complicated story - but the puppy would love to have a friend to play with. I just want to go lay down. It’s lunchtime and I wish anything sounded good to me but nothing does.
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