Well, today I got my paycheck, and the wonderful caring Postal Service is trying to not pay me, of course they won't let me work either.. but then we have xanax to the rescue.....woo we a couple of these and I'd kiss my worst enemy....I plan on taking them all day tomorrow, then I won't care if they pay me....Union is suppose to be getting my money, but the stress is off the charts...xanax to the rescue..
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