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MonNYTX: 4. MonLATX: 4:15.

Yesterday at work, I spent over five hours labeling and collating and filing documents. It wouldn't have taken so long normally, but I was the only person working my shift. When my relief finally arrived, we iced the project quickly. Afterwards she said that I was probably going to end up dreaming about the job. I told her that I don't usually dream about work, but that, even if I did, it would be better than the rude awakening I had received the day before, from my muscle cramp.

So when I went to sleep, I dreamed about labeling and collating and filing my muscle cramps. Sometimes, you just can't win.

TableSaw7000! Stronger Than the Weather!

Nice walk today. Sixty minutes on the dot; up a large hill then back down. Now heading to bed. I'd like to try to catch Gosford Park tonight, but I also need to pop into the NPL chat room tonight to get some confirmations on this month's Enigma. There's a shortened solving time, and I'm close to a complete (i.e. solving every puzzle in the issue) so i don't want to take any chances.

Sent out a Match contact. Debating on whether or not to answer a particular ad. Brilliant profile, but the woman in question is in a wheelchair. She's very cute, but tiny (5'0" to my 5'15"). I'm not certain if I'm being overly cautious or prejudicial or if I'm just finding an excuse not to contact someone who seems really interesting and attractive.