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It's 12:45. I am just going to get my lunch, after not having stopped to unwrap my oatmeal square and eat that for breakfast. So I'm surviving on a venti pumpkin spice latte and two candy corn that I ate on the way out the door.
I also haven't stopped to pee yet today. I think I may die. This is my life for the next three weeks, and it's only going to get worse. I need an assistant. My boss is getting me an assistant. Tara, our temper, is coming back, and I'm going to teach her how to use InDesign so she can pour text into my templates and help me out. I can't believe that they're getting someone to assist me. Yes, that's how full my workload has become.
DEATH.
I also haven't stopped to pee yet today. I think I may die. This is my life for the next three weeks, and it's only going to get worse. I need an assistant. My boss is getting me an assistant. Tara, our temper, is coming back, and I'm going to teach her how to use InDesign so she can pour text into my templates and help me out. I can't believe that they're getting someone to assist me. Yes, that's how full my workload has become.
DEATH.
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Date: 2005-10-31 08:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-01 02:45 am (UTC)