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I can't sleep. I watched a documentary that I thought would be good and turned out really boring. That chaps my hide a bit.

I am now watching a show about the last days in the lives of Renoir and Degas, and it is somewhat keeping my attention.

I need to sleep, but don't want to. My plants are falling apart on me, and I am not okay with that, I have put a lot of work into those fuckers.

I waited on a bunch of stupid cunts that sold Mary Kay cosmetics the other night, and one had the gall to give me her card and say to me "Give me a call, we must do SOMETHING about your makeup"! I am so sorry I don't go full on glam with my makeup to work a 9 hour shift on a 95 degree patio. Seriously, who the fuck uses Mary Kay anymore except your dead grandma?

I should mention that her makeup was very 1987. Bitch. I hope she yakked up her 4 pomegranate mojitos she had, who the fuck drinks shit like that anyway