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WHAT THE FUCK!
Farrah Fawcett died this morning of cancer. I was saddened but I knew it was coming. Then around 5 pm today I was informed that Michael Fucking Jackson died. I am so shocked and weirded out. My home town celebrity is gone. He is one of the greatest artists of all time. His songs are soooo great. (not that that needs to be said) This must have been how people felt when Elvis died. I am sick as a dog. I want to purge a few tears but it hurts my throat. Farrah is being overshadowed...but really I don't know what to say.

I started getting sick Sunday night and then on Tuesday it just HIT ME, worked 8 am-1 pm at the bookstore then 8 pm-2 am at the theater. THEN Wednesday I woke up in tears because I was so miserable. Worked 8 am-1 pm at the bookstore again then took a 1 hr nap and worked at the theater again from 6-12. It's just been a hell of a week and this making it worse. I want to cry out of frustration and sadness. I'm coughing up a lung. My throat is on fire. I miss my friends (besides people from work) I haven't seen them in 4 or 5 days! :(