Thursday, February 18

i can already feel that today is going to be one of those days that i just don't give a fuck about. This is not a good thing because it means this day is going to drag on forever and i will spend most of it counting down to leaving time. My "cubby hubby" is talking very loudly... why oh why can I not just have a space that is my own here at work? Is it really too much to ask for?

I am genuinely not an office type person.

On an unrelated note, I hate the font i've been using so will experiment with some others. This one seems kind of "grade one reader" simplistic.

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