Breaking Down

The connection between the washing machine and the water supply is leaky non-existent (I had to pull it off). I am so done with this internship. Everyday, I analyze numbers and court Excel from start to end. There are tasks that need to be done at my other office. One of our new professors seems difficult to deal with.

One more little mishap and I'm bald-Britney-with-a-green-umbrella.

I need to go shopping. I want a facial. I want a massage. I have to survive until Friday. I cannot wait for the long weekend.

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