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Dear FutureMe,
I always joke that I can remember the words to every song that ever hit the airwaves in the 80's, yet I can't remember what I had for dinner last night. Wonder if I'll remember writing this?
Today, eight days late, I got my period. I thought for sure that I was pregnant this time, even though the test I did last week was negative. I'm really pissed off about all of the condoms I stressed over as a teenager...all of the times I worried. It's a lot harder than I thought it would be to get pregnant!
Work is really sucky these days. If I even have anything assigned to me, I work my ass off and forward it to Dan - who never even looks at it. I feel so wasted there - but if they want to pay me 50K a year for this shit, who am I to complain?
Today driving home, my car started making this really weird grinding noise. And then it started clunking too. I took it in to the dealership and then called Jay. "It's probably just snow or ice caught in the wheel well" he says with a sneer. Like I wouldn't think to look for that! Duh.
Oh - I also quit smoking about two and a half months ago. I sure hope that I stick with it. Oh Future Self - if you started smoking again, I will KICK YOUR ASS!
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