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Well, well, well...here I am again...at work. *sigh* I think work was invented to make people hate life. It'd be nice if we were still a bartering society sometimes, at least then I'd have half the chance of having things that I actually like and enjoy. Not that having something would make me happy...I, as a person, am happy...just not satisfied with my life. Only I can change that...I know. blah. I'm so rambling on here. Making no sense. lalalalalalala