Happiness, thy name is "End of the Semester" and hereafter thou shall be called such and celebrated by all those who would otherwise surely die without thee
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It's going to be a good weekend. Things will get done, little piddly things and big life changing things. People will be born, and others will pass away. And all of this is supposed to happen. That's how life is. Big and little, confusing and clear. And we live it with no idea of just how small our understanding is.
I have a feeling that we're the only software company in America opened today. Even our building is closed. I had to sit in the rain and wait for one of our directors to come in with his magic magnetic card and passcode
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