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This work thing is gonna be the death of me. Yesterday was bad and today was worse. I've got troubles at one of my clients and the people who are suppose to support me are not! They keep trying to pass the buck. Well, damn it that's good and all for you folks, but what in hell am I going to tell my client! My company could be looking at a law suit if this shit keeps up!

As you all can tell, I'm in a real pissy mood. Don't fuck with my clients is my motto. I better get rid of this mood before I get home or my poor, lovely husband will be the release scapegoat. And I don't want to do that to him. Maybe I should stop off on the way home at the bar for a quick attitude adjustment.