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I love getting off early on Saturday mornings. It *almost* compensates for working a graveyard split shift. Almost. ^_^

The best part? I don't have to watch the Day Team Beotches walk in, make a face at all the work we had the temerity to leave, and then strike dramatic poses. Come on, vogue! Buncha drama queens.

I feel like buying stuff. Uh oh! Maybe I should go balance my checkbook. That should knock the desire to shop right out of my head.

I just read a most incredible poem, here. It's not beautiful - it's more like a punch in the face. But. Just. Wow.

Okay, taking myself to bed now. Yay - no work for 24 hours!

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I am feeling very attention deprived FOR NO REASON WHATSOEVER.

That being said, someone adore me!!!

*snerk*

Saw 'The Terminal' today and bawled my sentimental heart out. Very therapeutic. Afterwards, went and bought cheap books of poetry. Huzzah.

Now I must away to bed for yon morn doth come too early.

Okay, shutting up! ^_~