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Healthy as a horse means complicated problems and big medical bills. Anyone who says nay has really healthy horses.

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Ahhh, the smell of politics in the morning. Cute desk guy makes a good ally.

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Everyone's favorite stoner is out today, rendering null the question of who gets to rip him a new one over a bad report.

Work is fun. And stuff.

Looks like my position will be staying fairly much the
same. The new system does not keep track of all the
same stuff I do, and they want a layer of
human-involved redundancy. Yay! I'm hoping I'll get to
do more with the supervisor-end of the new system,
because I love computers, and computers love me.

( Nattering about work, including our resident Dendarii Hill Rocks. )

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Work was long and hard. Wound up chatting with Darkside's mom for twelve minutes on my way home. Call from Fuzzy while I was at work turned out to be creative in nature rather than gossip; had suspected as much. I am awesome and 'tis pity we didn't get any of that worked out while he had his actors. Bugger! Maybe post-production? I hope? Dawn called back. Need to e-mail Sis. Need to make an e-mail list in my address book for the college group, one-touch communications, every link strengthened.

So. Fucking. Tired.

12 hour shift today. Maybe 13 tomorrow if I stay the whole thing. Doesn't really scare me any more. Must pack cough drops, as I'll most likely be on the phones, o d00m.

'night, LJ.