i've effectively managed to look like i'm working while not doing anything other than putting a pile of work-to-be-done directly in front of me for the last hour and a half. i think that's a record. now (because i'm starting to experience guilt), i'm going to stretch loudly, scaring my coworkers, get more coffee and then dive into resume hell. i still think that we shouldn't hire anyone who applies here. just on principle.
i had vivid, slightly disturbing dreams about laundry which wouldn't get clean and wardobe decisions to impress the tall, handsome boy of my dreams.
by the way, if i remember, i'll click a picture of my new shoes when i get home. what i won't do for you people. *sigh*
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