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Some stuff.
My head hurts.
I was invited to a party at the last minute, but it looks like I'll be unable to go because my closest male friend has a job. C'est la vie.
Museum piece goes well, but unfortunately, an influx of pointless documents at work has put the kibosh on my very productive time there.
Today, somebody did some polishing of the elevators, but neglected to to ventilate said elevators after filling them to bursting with noxious fumes. I left work a bit nauseous.
Then I did laundry. Yay!
But now, I really need to go to bed.
I was invited to a party at the last minute, but it looks like I'll be unable to go because my closest male friend has a job. C'est la vie.
Museum piece goes well, but unfortunately, an influx of pointless documents at work has put the kibosh on my very productive time there.
Today, somebody did some polishing of the elevators, but neglected to to ventilate said elevators after filling them to bursting with noxious fumes. I left work a bit nauseous.
Then I did laundry. Yay!
But now, I really need to go to bed.
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Boy, did it! Anyway, I understand, and my appearance may have made some of Justina's friends feel uncomfortable, so I didn't make the effort to slog through the rain for a only a few minutes' payoff.
I'll see you tomorrow for games, pictures and uncharacteristic apparel.