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Work, no money and a cold. Back to normal then.
Ick. What is this place. Ahhh, it's work! Bleh. Actually, I'm sort of glad to be back. I've got an awful cold but work is at least taking my mind of it. I had a pretty quiet weekend due to the whole cold thing. I watched some rugby and we won. So yay! Now it's all back to normal and I am sooo poor it's not even funny. It's Mr Me's birthday next week. What kind of a person has a birthday before the next pay day after Christmas? I have no money to buy him a present so I don't know what to do about that. Answers on a postcard.... He's going to be 40. Can we all just laugh at him now please... Excellent. I haven't had such a long time off work since I was unemployed. It feels odd. A little like I was never away and a little like heck, what is this in front of me? Oh. A computer. Who are these people phoning me? And what do they want me to do about it? Oh. Users. All of this coupled with a slightly bleary feeling that my sinuses are about to explode. Yeuch. That would be pretty ugly. Especially for the guy sitting opposite me. I think I'll just leave you with that thought. |
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