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Guys, I am totally at work wasting time until four pm because omg, I do not want to do the filing. It is horrendous. I am not doing it, the end. What is worse is that I have twice as much to take back to C. with me and get done there. On the plus side, the correspondence templates are done now so I can get to work on doing some contracts when I'm back at my own desk. Oiskie.

Quasi-relatedly, I am finding that my blouses are irritating my skin. I don't really understand how I got to be so sensitive to this shit, but there you have it. I can wear a t-shirt and a jumper over that, but I'd like to look vaguely presentable every now and then. I am going to have to spend a ridiculous sum of money on cotton blouses, aren't I? Fuck this malarkey.

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In other news, I am no good at this updating business any more. I spent some time on Sunday catching up with fandom (still not there, heh) and last night I watched last week's Criminal Minds. Feel free to insert your own stories of how Emily prentiss is awesome. I think you can sub for me these days. I do want to talk about this stuff, though, because I am nothing if not obsessive in my tendencies. It's just that, well, I am also kind of apathetic in my tendencies, too, and that tends to be a deal breaker. Oh boy.

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Okay, time to get back to business. Such that it is. Oh gosh, only 10 more minutes!