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Twenty minutes till I an leave, and I have zero motivation to do more work. I'm well ahead of my goal for today, and I've already had some bizarre (but friendly!) calls, a handful of whingers, and a lot of the usual.
Right, so, fifteen minutes, go get some food and cash in my paycheck, buy Song of Susanah, go see that flat, and if the flat is decent, do whatever I need to do to get it. Sounds like a plan. I need more coffee. Or less coffee. Or something.
