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Work was fun, or not, we're still cleaning. So I spent a couple hours trying to not have an asthma attack with little luck. I spent a lot of time trying to either hack up a lung or wheezing sadly instead of coughing.

Yesterday I saw the Brendon Urie look alike again. Buying yet more exhaust parts and wearing the same Carhart sweatshirt. Work is way to boring if the most interesting thing to happen is seeing someone who looks a bit like a boy in a band.

I'm hungry.