Woke up with that scratchy feeling in my throat.
I hope I'm not getting sick.
I felt like a walking zombie.
Was way behind in my paperwork too.
I'm supposed to be only passing meds and helping them old people.
Why am I doing the nurse's job!?
I don't get paid enough for this.
I'm not even sure if I have the right license or certification for it.
Eff this crap in the bunghole.
I'm crabby today.
Is it obvious?
Mothereffing shiznut.
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Rufus asks me how my girlfriend is doing.
What are you talking about, ya tranny.
Do I not act like I'm single!?
Rufus: Well, you're always posting pictures on facebook.
Uhh I don't post much on facebook. You must be talking about my tags, ya idiot.
I am not a pleasant person to be around when I'm sick.
You can be rest assured that I will ruin your perfectly happy day by insulting you.
Especially if you talk a lot.
Freaking annoys me.
You may not know it but deep down I am strangling the bejeezus out of you.
Lord God please forgive me for being so mean.
I just hate being tired and sick.
Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.
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