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Sweetmotherjesusness, I'm tired.

And my bobby pins are jamming into my head. These Tenten buns are cute, but they hurt my head. (No one besides Shen knows what the hell I'm talking about, huh? I'm too tired to care.)

Gonna go home, take these stupid shoes off, make a pizza, and watch a movie. Yes. This is a nice plan.

I've been a little bored here at work, but not too badly. In only two days of my being on my own, the entire department has figured out that I know how to make the website go and I've been flooded with fucking e-mails. Most of them are from my mother's boss, who has achieved an amazing level of bitchery for only middle age. My boss is her boss, which means that she has her head up my ass as well as up his. I have an obligation to be sweet to her, since I know it would kill my mother if I wasn't.

Ooop, there goes my inbox. The boss beckons.