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The wind outside is howling. Howling. It is making a god awful sound and I have to drive in it. Sorry kid, but I can't ride the bike in this. I would die. I would end up plummeting to my death on the bridge. I am only exaggerating slightly too. Got up way early yesterday, left the house at 6, arrived at about 7:15, started class at 9 after spending 45 minutes getting the room setup. Left the client at 4:30 and didn't get home until 6:15. Basically a 12 hour day. Almost 2 hours home. And when I tried to vent about it, no one cared. Fine. Fuck you. Fuck all of you. B was having a shit day yesterday due to a migraine. Then her phone died. Yesterday was the least amount we have communicated in almost six months. And today is more of the same.