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Kept waking up last night (per usual) but was able to smile at the thought of lights that were blinking, and then return to my slumber.
Overslept, luckily housemate drove me to work so I wasn't too terribly late.
It has been agreed upon, by a co-worker and myself, that I'm not to touch anything that's of importance when I'm not caffeinated.
We have 40 year old frostbitten bacon in our fridge, which was donated to us.
Want to kill ex-ex-boss for her complete FAIL at bookkeeping. Okay, maybe not kill, just maim a little.
I get way too excited over organizing numbers and information. Spreadsheets make me happy. Disorganized data breaks my brain.
Overslept, luckily housemate drove me to work so I wasn't too terribly late.
It has been agreed upon, by a co-worker and myself, that I'm not to touch anything that's of importance when I'm not caffeinated.
We have 40 year old frostbitten bacon in our fridge, which was donated to us.
Want to kill ex-ex-boss for her complete FAIL at bookkeeping. Okay, maybe not kill, just maim a little.
I get way too excited over organizing numbers and information. Spreadsheets make me happy. Disorganized data breaks my brain.