September 12, 2002
Another day that sucked. Phyllis will die by my hands. It just has to happen. The bitch does not know how to behave. I don't think she understands how close I am to hitting her. I know I could kill her and there isn't anything anyone could do to stop me. I'm sure she has no idea how on my bad side she has gotten. She should just shut her fucking mouth and get through her last year and retire. Damn, it makes going to work such a chore having to deal with her. At least the days end eventually.