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Jan 14, 07
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tonight... what a shitty night.
but i play it off like it was alright.
so my first call of the day, dude could barely speakey the engrish. Ip address was being cached and dude was getting a 169 ip address. 1 fucking hour and 30 minutes on the phone. Then my last call of the night, chicks ip was registering, she couldnt ping out. changing mac address didnt do shit. booting into safe mode w/ network didnt do shit either. norton expired, computer getting smashed by viruses. needless to say, after tonight.. i needed a drink. So i get to the bar, turns out.. busy night, i have to fucking work. Im standing outside in the freezing with just a jacket. 2:10 rolls around and another doorman throws a guy out in the street for being a jerk. Which, could be easily avoided. the cops see this. I spend 20 minutes talking to the cops. Then, shift over.. im walking home, I get home. The fucking ambulances and firetrucks are out for some false alarm bullshit. So im standing outside, in the freezing cold... AGAIN. for 45 minutes. Listening to my goa and wanting to go outside. so now on wed, im talking to the manager at cyber to work on a night with a few friends. My life is only going to get more stressful at this point. Plus im working on the quitting smoking thing. so yes /rant. fuck! 
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