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May 16, 2006 12:39

I write this from my desk inside the operations centre of save the children in London.

I'm bored.

Data entry, while within the realms of my ability, has required me to think for a sum of about 10 minutes out of every hour. And most of that has been thoughts like "This doesn't work." and "Why is this programmed so badly?"

I might tell you more of my life tonight upon my return home.

My hair is huge.

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