Then on Wednesday, there was poison in my turkey sandwich and mercury on my skin, and I think the thermostat has it in for me. Either that or it's possesed by said ghost. There are also stains on the stainless steel sink that look suspiciously like blood. Or maybe rust.
Then a swarm of hundreds of bugs came into the Loaf and Sam barely escaped alive. Sarah valiantly swatted bug after bug while I cried on the lift. Sam and Sarah had beaten me up earlier, becuase I am a girl. They all landed on a light and died, however. THERE'S ONE ON MY FUCKING MONITOR RIGHT NOW WHAT THE FUCK I'M DEAD SERIOUS IT JUST WALKED OVER THIS SENTENCE. I'M NOT SHITTING YOU I'M NOT MAKING THIS UP WHAT THE FUCK. I"M GOING TO BED JESUS FUCK THIS