The second day of the first 3 is the worst. That's where I am right now. All I have to do is ride out another 3 hours of work, then I can go home and drug myself into Xanex-land.
The thing that gets me is drinking in a smoky place. Then I want to claw my eyes out (or someone else's, if I see them with cigarettes) and usually I just have to leave.
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That, and the gauntlet of smokers at Dragon*Con.
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