Okay, I can't believe I'm writing this shit at 12:30 in the fucking morning, minus one fucking finger. For those of you who know how to type using the home row keys, not having a middle finger to use is a fucking bitch! Anyway, I have lost the use of my right middle finger till about Christmas time, because I sliced the enter whole front portion of it off earlier today with the fucking paper cutter. I was cutting some tickets for the show for Tiffani, and I wasn't paying attention/talking to the secretary, and I sliced my finger nearly completely off. So now I officially don't have a full set of fingerprints anymore, neither can I type at a comfortable rate. And I have to agree that this is the climax for an already horrible week.
And to top it off, I have just discovered that A) one of the models is sick, B) one of the models is forgetting practice C) one of the models is harrassing others, D) one of them may not make the show due to prior obligations, and lastly, E) (how appropriate) has suffered a massive blow and is bleeding internally. Honestly, I don't know how my mother puts up with this shit. It's enough to drive a person completely and utterly insane.
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