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i hope it has been made clear that i hate my job, because i really do. i forgot that today is the day before the super bowl so i was surprised when i walked into work and it was busy as fuck. i still don't know if i got that job at the nail salon that i interviewed for. the lady i'm supposed to talk to doesn't work on saturday and the shop is closed on sunday. fuck it, i'll just resume my job search. it's too bad though, i really want that job. eh. i got some excellent chinese take out, one of the guys at work recommended a place. best chinese food i've had since i got here. unfortunately the box they put my mongorian beef in leaked and got all over the front of my work pants. i don't have a washing machine so i tried to wash the pants by hand. they look kind of bad, but i'm not going to the laundry mat just to wash a pair of pants for a job that i hate. if my bosses get all pissed about it they can just send me home and i will spend the rest of the day napping. sweet, beautiful napping. joe called just now, that was depressing. we had a state of the union talk, he's just going to keep ignoring me. great. today pretty much sucked. it started out great but hit the gutter after about 1.