Dear Whatsyourname,
Tired last night. Guess I'm still kinda out of it. Went to sleep at 8:30 last night. Woke up at 5 this morning and rode the bike for 45 minutes while watching cartoons. Life is good. Well mine is. Yours? Not so much. F*** you. Whoever you are. Ok. Fine. I know who you are. Kinda like the people in Subway should at least recognize me. I've gone in there about 2-3 times a week over the last 2 months and ordering the same exact thing. I always deal with the same two ladies and they act like they've never seen me before. It's amazing. I don't let too much bother me these days. Stop laughing. Ok. Fine. Well this bothers me too. I mean how can you deal with someone that often and not act like you know who they are in the least bit. See, I thought you'd agree with me... No don't tell me. I DO know your name. I just don't want to say it. A**hole.
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