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tunes: Susumu Yokota - Iconic Air

Yesterday was typical work day. Go to work, get pissed at everyone, and sleep in the theaters. I also closed b/c I switched positions with another co-worker. Yay. I stopped by Brent's to check out his new apartment but didn't stay long. It was worth it seeing that cool as shit The Shining/Jack Nicholson/"Heeeeere's Johnny!" decor. Not to mention a CD. I thankfully didn't have to wait long for the bus at 1AM around Fitzwater Street, which isn't too bad, but most certainly not one of the safest place to be. It was damn near deserted anyway. The bus ride reminded me why I hate guys and people in general. Why can't people just leave me alone? I want to wear a shirt that says "Don't Talk To Me, I'm a Mean Lesbian." No matter how much of a lie that is. Especially when it's a black guy, I kinda get paranoid since the black-on-Asian violence has been pretty high lately. In any case, leave me the fuck alone assholes! It's 1AM I want to go home and eat! Damnit. I work today as utility, but (for once) I'm not closing. I work again Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I'm closing ALL those nights. Argh.