scratch that

.. then again, if I have to spend one more week in this building, I might kill everyone ELSE in two. Fuck it – there is NO WAY IN HELL I am going to wait a year or more before I move. Fuck this place; fuck it right in the left nostril.

(A car alarm went off outside for close to an hour – turned out to belong to one of the new guys in the basement. He went outside to deal with it and on his way back in, got trapped on the stoop by Drunk Betty sqwaking at him from the second floor, so loudly that I could hear her in the bedroom with the TV turned up loud enough so I could hear the movie over the car alarm. Ed finally went downstairs to get the guy to COME THE FUCK INSIDE so Drunk Betty would stop talking at him. I HATE THIS BUILDING SO HARD.)

 

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