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::comes out of the dwc::

I hate it when it's overcast like this. Really brings me down.

I'm not running on all thrusters today. I almost left w/o my pager and ID this morning, then I started walking to the building w/o my umbrella, and then I realized that I forgot my CDs, but I was too far away to walk back at that point.

Blah.

It was a pretty good weekend, though. The grand rents had a good time with the boy and all that.

Don't even feel like writing. This sucks.

Can someone else make this job decision for me? Granted everyone except one person said go to Chicago, but I'm just so indecisive.

Dammit. I can't stay here for another 8 hours. I'm gonna have to go get those CDs. Fuck fuck fuck.

::goes back into dwc::

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::comes out of dwc::

So my boss forgot to talk to her boss about extending my contract through next year.

I love it when others make my decisions for me.

If I was that important an employee to her she would've remembered to ask. Apparently I'm not, so the needle points in the direction of Chicago even more.

Still got until tomorrow afternoon tho, and I intend on making full use of that time.

Ewan should be getting his shots right about now. Poor little guy. :(

::heads back to dwc::

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::comes out of the viewing room::

Because I thought it was funny, I thought I'd do this survey that I found on electriclime:


Small, brown kitten
Look at it, take a
deep look into this poor things eyes. Every
time you masturbate you kill one of him, or
her. God knows what it is, but it's gonna be
dead soon, because of you. You sick, sick boy
(or girl).


Every time you masturbate... which kitten does god kill?
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Damn, I kill a lot of kittens in a week...

::heads back to... the viewing room... yeah, that works...::