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Because of the giant hoo-ha that's gone on today, I have an enormous headache.

And because I have an enormous headache and a mountain of paperwork that has to get done in short order, there is a guy in the cube next to me re-decorating with a drill that keeps stripping out whatever it's drilling.

And the asshole is SINGING to himself.

I fucking hate humanity. HATE.


Apr. 18th, 2006 08:21 pm (UTC)
I talk to myself at work because a) I talk to myself as a matter of course and b) it is my sincerest hope people will think I'm bug fuck crazy and leave me alone.

I'm down with the not being able to work at home with other folks around. I've done it with Mike home and it's not as productive. I have to have music on and stuff spread out on the table in a certain way and all that (there's no way I can get work done up in the office, too much crap to distract me).