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Fluido. in Cold comfort of the in between.

  • March 5, 2016, 7:33 a.m.
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Things. That are happening right now:

The music I’ve been listening to on Apple Music is random, and usually good. I’m digging the rhythm of the mystery of it all.

I’m one and a half drinks in, and I’m more tired than tipsy. How sad.

My tongue ring is infected right now. I’m taking care of it with Listerine, but still. BUT STILL.

Daughter had a singing performance at school today, which I missed because, of course, work. My boss was a complete cunt today, so while it wasn’t worth it anyway, that just threw it over the top. I fucking hate my boss right now. She’s being the worst at every opportunity to do so. I hate so much the things she chooses to be.

I’m overwhelmed by even mentioning that. I need to calm down now. She even ruins this for me.


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