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The problem with writing about people having fights in fanfic is that I rarely get into fights myself, and when I do they're freaky and abnormal. M says the important thing in any given fight is not to say the one thing that will irrevocably change the way the other person looks at you. Unfortunately this is always the first thing I say.

So I have no idea how people have fights, really, which is why everyone in my stories makes up almost as soon as the shouting's over. Besides, it's boring and unpleasant, reading about people who (temporarily or unendingly) hate each other. Unless it's one of those epic, all-destroying hatreds like the Hatfields and the McCoys or the warring clans in Dune or something. And then only because the fights involve explosions.

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I have only just noticed that Tibs has a double-tooth: he has a perfectly normal row of teeth, but then behind his right canine in his upper jaw is a whole nother adult tooth just HANGIN OUT and it's all I can look at.

I know I'm a terrible person, you don't have to tell me.

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Man, could this day get any worse?

I had a ten-hour shift today, which I'm okay with usually, except that around noon I started having weird tightness in my chest and resulting pain in my jaw and throat. It eventually evolved into dizziness, which I got past okay, but it coloured the whole day. K was a dick, as per usual, but at least I have the consolation that he's moving to the west coast in a few weeks.

Tibs kept us an extra fifteen minutes basically to cover for the fact that when it was time to go he was nowhere to be seen, off sitting on his thumb in the lunchroom or whatever it is he does when he disappears. When he finally did let us go, there was horrifying traffic in the loop as the result of some car accident somewhere, so I ended up getting off the bus and WALKING to my El stop, and I beat the bus there. I've reached the point where once I get a seat on the El I enter some kind of altered state of consciousness where at any given moment I might be awake or asleep, which is sort of torturous since all I wanted to do was sleep.

And tomorrow I get to get up and do it all over again. Christ.

*crashes*