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Next to last day of the year
God, it's gloomy. That perfect combination of 40s, drizzle, and patchy fog that makes you want to curl up by a fire with hot chocolate and the remote.
And maybe a shirtless Alan Rickman (page down).
But I digress.
Tomorrow is a holiday at the day job since New Year's Day falls on a Saturday. After that, I am continuing my tradition of burning through my vacation by taking off the first week of the year. But, I have things that need doing so I have no choice.
Only a scant handful of people at work today. I caught up on emails and compiled my timesheets and signed up for training. By the time I return, things will have returned to their usual level of *GAH!*
In other news, I found Gaby's ribbons in the snow today. She lost them the day after Christmas, and I figured they would turn up eventually. And so they did, somewhat the worse for wear, wet with snowmelt, the ends frayed.
And maybe a shirtless Alan Rickman (page down).
But I digress.
Tomorrow is a holiday at the day job since New Year's Day falls on a Saturday. After that, I am continuing my tradition of burning through my vacation by taking off the first week of the year. But, I have things that need doing so I have no choice.
Only a scant handful of people at work today. I caught up on emails and compiled my timesheets and signed up for training. By the time I return, things will have returned to their usual level of *GAH!*
In other news, I found Gaby's ribbons in the snow today. She lost them the day after Christmas, and I figured they would turn up eventually. And so they did, somewhat the worse for wear, wet with snowmelt, the ends frayed.
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Um. Wow.
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And I am so glad I did. :)
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Thank you. I think.
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