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death - don't let the bastards grind you down.
so a wasp flew to me and landed on my hand.

it was dying.

i didn't know this, so i freaked out and shook my hand around. it fell off and struggled up a few feet to the top of my cubicle, where it landed. its feelers are moving slowly, its wings are extended, not moving. it is waiting until it just doesn't move anymore.

it's going to be like this all day. how fucking depressing.
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