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I’ve hit the “Stressed Out” level. I just wrote this email to my wife:

“Amazing isn’t it? Four little documents can take 6 hours to put together. I’ve been working on this since 8pm. It’s almost 2am now. And I’ve only *just* started drinking. When I get to Qatar, I’m going to buy a gun and fire 200 rounds into a sand dune.”

Then I imagined myself actually doing that, found it frickin hilarious as well as extremely satisfying, started to laugh my ass off – out loud – at 2:00am, and then started tearing up. (sorrow tears, not tears of joy). When you start to cry when you’re laughing, it is called STRESS. At least it is to me.

I can’t wait to buy that gun. I hope you can buy one over there, but expect that you can’t.

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Written by worlok2112

November 9, 2006 at 2:54 am

Posted in Uncategorized

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