That can fuck off. Especially when you've got a toddler hanging off of one side of you, and a toddler-in-waiting hanging off the other, both wanting you to stop working and start playing with them.
(I'd much rather play with the kids than work.)
Oh, and panic attacks suck, and can fuck right the fucking fuckety fuck off. I really didn't need that today.
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Oh, total BOOOOO to panic attacks. That sucks.
A huge fuck off to being forced to sell books in the library, and snow in October.
Alzheimer's can FTFO.
Cancer can FTFO.
(Heard of two deaths of people I knew this week, one caused by one disease, the other caused by the other.)
And the fact that I'm also buried under work can FTFO.
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