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GIP! Proving once again that ruby_fruit and I should really be kept away from each other.:D *whacks internet with stick, waits for porn to fall out* Feh. People need to get with the program and start writing stories according to my whims, dammit!

Oh, god, I'm going to kill my co-workers one of these days. We got an e-mail today from management asking us to log what we're doing that's not directly customer-related (and thus not logged in the logging system). My co-workers? Have been bitching about this for the last fifteen minutes. "Blah blah blah I'm tired of them checking up on us and blah blah blah micromanagingcakes," and the fact that they want this logged because otherwise they can't bill the client for our time, which they need to be able to do in order to, you know, pay us, doesn't seem to have occured to then, apparently. These people are supposed to be my age, but they're acting like a bunch of spoiled teenagers, and god.

Okay, to be fair, I've been out in the work force a fair bit longer than most of them, but still. Once you've reached the ripe old age of 25, you need to learn to stop bitching about this shit, consider that not everything management does is a personal slight against you, and grow the fuck up. Or at least stop bitching about it out loud, dammit--can't they get a livejournal like normal people? God.

(If they wanted to bitch about something, they cuold at least pick something worthwhile, like the moronic dress code or something.)

*shakes memory stick like a baby* Unhand my WiP, you knave!

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Five minutes and thirty-one seconds until my smoke break. Yes, I'm counting down. In fact, I downloaded and installed a wee countdown thingie for my desktop, so I could monitor exactly how much longer I have to suffer. (Four minutes, thirty-five seconds.)

Meanwhile, I'm amusing myselfwith the help of an Aero bar and a mug of hot coffee. Aero tingles when it melts on your tongue due to the coffee! It feels weird, but nice. (Two minutes thirty-nine seconds.) There has to be a way to use that in a fellatio scene somehow, I know there is. (One minute three seconds.) Hm. Do you think they'd still have Aero bars in five hundred years? (Twenty-nine seconds.)

(Three ... Two ... One ... WOOHOO NICFIX!)

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Hooker AU rewrite = finished and sent to beta, at last! If you don't hear from me again, it's because babyofthegroup told me I had to rewrite it again and I imploded. (If you don't hear from him again, it's because he told me to rewrite again and I somehow managed to teleport to the States on pure force of will. ;D )