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Feb. 19th, 2002 11:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quislibetSo somehow, in between watching Star Trek and following/participating in a game-geek flamewar, I managed to get a little bit of research and even writing done yesterday. Go me.
Another mystery day at work. I tried calling the Boss last night to see if there was any reason to come into work. As Springsteen didn't know who the fuck I was, I called my employer, but there was no answer.
(Okay, that was lame.)
So I came in anyway. Will he?
In the meantime, I don't think I'm caught up with the Brunching Shuttlecocks.
Another mystery day at work. I tried calling the Boss last night to see if there was any reason to come into work. As Springsteen didn't know who the fuck I was, I called my employer, but there was no answer.
(Okay, that was lame.)
So I came in anyway. Will he?
In the meantime, I don't think I'm caught up with the Brunching Shuttlecocks.
