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today's gonna take some effort. thus far: i got up so i would be ready to go around 12:30. i was waiting for a call then. mark got a call at 12:26. tony got a call at 12:35. FUCK. there's more effort that it's going to take. the call i was waiting for JUST came. as in, right after the tony sentence. and rather than speak at 12:30, like planned, or speaking now, we're SPOSTA speak at an undefined time, which in the past has meant not today. so i'm going to be waiting for that call, if it's even coming, all day. and my mom called about 20 minutes ago and was bitching about basically everything. and she wouldn't shut up, so i hung up on her. now i gotta go over to her house and find out wha the fuck her problem is. i also should go to the Kum and Go to see about the job i'm trying to get there. so, i'm sleep deprived, nervous from the call i'm waiting to get, irritated from my mom, and nervous about getting a job. yet, i will not let today suck. i'm leaving now to start dealing with the stuff i can. ok, bye.

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