Me: I’m gonna have to take these work reports home for the weekend to finish them.
Co-worker #1: don’t you do it!
Me: I have to, next week I won’t have time for it, I’m not here the week after that who knows what I’ll have to do afterwards and if someone comes from the city to examine us we’ll be _fucked_ if these aren’t ready.
Co-worker #1: but nobody else gives a shit, you know that right?
Me: I know but I give a shit so I have to do it.
Co-worker #1: you should stop giving a shit.
Me: I can’t, my parents raised me to always give a shit.
Co-worker #2: *pops up behind the door from the other office*
Co-worker #2: sorry for eavesdropping but the reason this office is still functional is because people like you give a shit so don’t stop giving a shit.

I could try to make it so that my 100,000th post is exactly on the 8-year anniversary of me being on this site, that’d be neat and it would please me greatly. This is post #99,947 so… if I don’t make more posts today it would mean I can… make 2 posts per day until the 26th of September, fuck x) 
BUT YOU KNOW I’M GONNA DO IT CAUSE MY FRIKKEN BRAIN MADE IT UP AND NOW I HAVE TO DO IT TO MAKE IT NEAT AND SYMMETRICAL AND ROUND AND SHIT UGH I HATE MYSELF I’M GONNA FILL UP MY FRIKKEN DRAFTS AGAIN THIS IS HORRIBLE

Ugh I guess then this is it ;_; BUT I’LL BE AROUND! I just can’t post… sO BEHAVE! Cause I’m watching >(

Anyway I dreamt that somehow my dad was still alive and my mum knew it and my sister knew it but they didn’t want to tell me yet but somehow I knew anyway and well I’m fucked up rn.