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April 24, 2003-7:32 p.m. I dragged my bootay into work today. One of my coworkers (queeny guy who swears he's straight) asked me if I was mad at him because I seem to be ignoring him the last week or so. I wish I could come up with a shorter moniker for him. I had to try and tell him in the nicest possible way that it's not always gonna be about him. I've got a lot of drama going on right now with my brother's health and my sister's wedding. Sheesh! Sometimes I feel like everyone I know is just trying to leech me dry. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
