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Irish bloke across the aisle is talking about how he's met Bono several times and DAMMIT PEOPLE THIS IS SO NOT THE TIME TO BE CALLING ME! *flail* Now I'm all sad that Irish Bloke is leaving today. I like his accent, and he's funny. (Now they're talking about JKR. I swear, everyone in this city has met the women except for me.) I need all the entertainment I can get, dammit!

I'm bored, and I somehow got roped into doing training for the new starts again, because I am apparently the local computer genius and I'm expected to be able to teach people how to work our logging programme. Er.