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I've had Jayne's ballad in my head since yesterday, which is shaping up to be the one bright spot in this whole fucking day. *kicks logging program* work, damn you!

And once again, the back of my thighs is sore and stiff as if I've run five miles yesterday, and I can't figure out why. This is vexing.

Just over an hour until I can go home and do nothing for an evening and a day. Bweeee! And I have a nice bottle of wine to celebrate with, too. :D

[ETA] See, this is why they need to give my stuff to do, here. Because if I don't have any actual work that needs doing, I end up reading porn. At work. Good porn. Um. Yes. And also, gah.[/ETA]

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( In which I am on crack and Amy isn't helping. Yeah, note the tags on this entry, people. )