Just call me fattycakes.
Nov. 5th, 2004
I was so upset about losing my job, that I actually ate the burnt cookies.
Pretty sad really. Actually it's not so much the losing of the job I hate, it's the having to deal with the people at work who have never really bothered to talk to me now consoling me. I don't need their pity, I need cookies, and stuff. Both of those things cost monies though!
Atleast one thing can be said: It just got interesting.
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