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i'm at work. my internet is down at home. fucking great. my dad was trying to set up dsl on my computer but in the process, made it so dsl doesn't work... and neither does dialup!

i'm all alone right now. mike and ian are downstairs counting parts. lisa and tammy are at lunch. i'm just chillin in my cube, avoiding work.

but i must now go ship a UPS-1004 that we don't have to some guy in illinois.

exciting stuff.

i'm going to go kill myself slowly.

kurt cobain and layne staley's anniversaries are today.