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Wednesday, July 12, 2006 i... am... so... bored.... see? i wasn't lying. i'm fuckin boooored. today i was late to work because, in my sleep, i changed the time for my alarm to go off. i magically woke up 20 mins before time to be at work. i walked fast, some trucks honked at me. please someone tell me, why does every truckfull of idiot construction workers have to honk at anything with a vagina that just happens to be walking down the street? what do they think? that i'm going to drop everything and go frollicking over and just do them?! "omg you honked i need your penis!" no. i don't think so. maybe if you had some balls and became a fireman, i might think differently. haha i'm just kidding. i think i'm gonna go take a walk. LATER!