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jesus, it's bad enough kathryn pisses me off before i even go to sleep and sprawls out all across the bed so i can barely sleep in comfort, but then my mom calls me 3 times in a row after i tried to ignore it.. and she's calling to see if anthony's ok... like i give a shit if anyone hasn't killed him and burried him in a shallow grave... then i try and sleep after that to no avail because my neighbor across the street has been on a home improvment kick for the past 2 months. he's going off with his fucking god knows what and blasting his shitty corporate radio rock at full volume so all in the neighborhood could hear... and this is for the 6th week in a row when i would have loved to sleep in... and i didn't get to sleep at all on my day off tuesday because of that suck fuck... wanna know why? COS HE WAS FUCKING JACK HAMMERING HIS DRIVEWAY AT 9 IN THE FUCKING MORNING!!!! i don't care how heavy of a sleeper you are, but when your neighbor starts jackhammering something, you don't stay asleep. and added onto all of this indignity, dave calls wondering if anthony is home yet... 5 minutes after my mom called me... so i have given up fully on trying to get a good nights sleep for the rest of my life... i have come to grips with the knowledge that i'll never be able to get more than 4 or 5 hours of sleep a day and i'm gonna be driven insane by something or another, and i'm about 3 seconds away from suffocating kathryn with a pillow right now.

adding on all of this, i have to close with new guy tonight, on saturday night, which means i have to do twice as much work babysitting him and helping every single person... i'm gonna be such a nervous wreck at the end of today, it wont be pretty... i can't belive i've grown to fear weekends

the one good thing about this afternoon i was thrust into... i beat fatal frame last night... that's my good news.