12/09/2005 - 12:13 a.m. | cramping my hands to control the rage

I am this close to a mind snap. This close. [Imagine me holding up two things that are very close together] Having just spent a good portion of my shift at the lab here rewriting a paper that is lost in the ether of my broken shit computer, I shut the lab down, realizing only too late that any files not saved elsewhere were instantly lost. Meaning I have to write the paper I wrote all over again... all over again. There must be a select group of people affected by some sort of Super Irony. Consider this my application letter.