You try to do something nice, a little detail of sorts, and somehow you get punished for it by destiny's fickleness… It just proves my theory of at work be a bulldog because you do not get paid to be friendly.

The day has been slow… Now the power supply of my laptop is dead, meaning I will have no means to access the net at home. Things keep getting better and better… I even got a complain about why I haven't left feedback. Lightning may strike on me if I get outside…

Too pissed to actually go into deeper thoughts…

And an errata comes to life: I have no complains about my friends, they are the best people I could want around me. My complains go to the other side, meaning relationship and eternal flames. So, my friends I love the same, Joe. Don't you dare to doubt that! (Only Kodak moment of the day, promise).

This weekend… I made a list of plans, but I am feeling bad enough to just cancel everything and stay on bed until Monday. Whatever…

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