So I was abruptly woken up this morning at 9 a.m., which so happened to interrupt a very stimulating sexual dream about Dana (She was doing some freaky shit), all because the cable guy showed up to hook up the internet. I had to get up because the cable is going in my room because my computer goes in my room. Simple. But why at a horrid time such as 9 a.m.? I was quite perplexed, quite distrought, and honestly, in my groggy, bad breath, three-days-without-shower...state, I was simply irritated. "Who comes to the fucking shithole of Bend at that time? They know we are sleeping and don't work..." Then it came to me: they were getting it out of the way so that they'd not spoil the rest of their day. Now I'm insulted. Now I'm enraged. Now... Now I'm going to go back to bed.
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