I have never wanted a cigarette as badly as I do right now. (and I haven't been drinking)
WORK = STRESS. STESS. STRESS.
And, they're making us move again. I have to leave my glorious large cube. I will cry.
WORK = STRESS. STESS. STRESS.
And, they're making us move again. I have to leave my glorious large cube. I will cry.
