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Wednesday, Oct. 09, 2002 @ 1:19 P.M.

The sky is falling! The sky is falling!!

There are strange men outside my door. They been banging around above and beyond my living quarters since 8AM this morning. What the fraggin' Hell?! It's a good thing that I didn't work yesterday night or I woulda had to start screaming at these inconsiderate ace-holes to shut the uff up so I could sleep. They been tearing up the roof and throwing chunks of it into a huge metal bin that just happens to be BLOCKING THE DOOR TO MY APARTMENT!!! Somehow, yelling at sweaty men while they are tearing up your roof is not the best idea in the world. The thing is, I was supposed to go to a place and get my oil changed, but now I'm stuck in here, afraid for my life. They been throwing debris all morning. Now, I have to figure out what to do about my car (which is in serious need of an oil change, over 2000 miles, in fact) and getting out of my apartment safely. Jeez... can't even walk ten feet to my car for fear of roof chunks hurtling down around my head.

It's like I'm Chicken Little on crack. Ay-yah!

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