9 May 2003
We had a visit today from a customer. The customer had only ever dealt with Kathy before and complimented Kathy on such a wonderful job. That generally means that he is all screwed up and doesn't even know it.

Kathy now has this big head and thinks she is God's gift to man. Turtle and I are glad that the customer came on a Friday. It will give Kathy the weekend to brag to her "roommate" so on Monday, Turtle and I don't have to listen to her sing her own praises.
I am feeling really bleh today. I hope I don't get sick. Kathy has been explodi--I mean, sneezing all day and she was supposedly sick. Turtle doesn't think she was sick because she sounds fine. Not only that, when she claimed to be sick before, it was because she was staying home with her roommate's daughter who was sick.

So, if I get sick, it is all because the unhygenic Kathy can't cover her fucking nose and mouth when she sneezes. God! I hate my life!

This day seems to be just dragging on. Maybe it's because I don't feel up to snuff. Actually, this year seems to be dragging on. It doesn't even seem like 2003. It still feels like 2002. I suspect that 2002 didn't go anywhere. I think it locked 2003 in a closet and assumed its name.
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