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1. I did an update earlier for a "Noah Allen." I cried laughing a little.
2. Apparently my keycard is not in my wallet! But. How did I get into the office this morning. I-I can't remember. This is possibly bad.
3. FRIDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY this has been the strangest week: every day I find myself staring at the clock going nnnnnngh why is it still only 11/12/1, but. Somehow it's already Friday?! So the days individually are going very slowly but the week is going fast.
4. I-I need to stop listening to Human Sacrifice Alice so much, it's playing in my head as I walk places. Sob. It's just such a nice song, though. :(
5. My friends are crazy and I love them. Even when I can only follow their emails about half the time.
6. Part of me wants to write and part of me is still so wrapped up in planning/mapping things out for the kill-game that I'm exhausted it's a good exhausted! I LOVE THIS but sob it's kind of epic and how did that happennnnnnn. But I want to write something cute and fluffy and easy that appeals to the side of my soul that is not blackened shriveled brimstone, but rather a very round and overly-fluffy pomeranian puppy sleeping in a pile of pillows. Possibly with a ribbon around its neck.
... The metaphor made sense in my head.
It's probably also a sign that I should eat lunch. Yay, gnocchi. \o/
2. Apparently my keycard is not in my wallet! But. How did I get into the office this morning. I-I can't remember. This is possibly bad.
3. FRIDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY this has been the strangest week: every day I find myself staring at the clock going nnnnnngh why is it still only 11/12/1, but. Somehow it's already Friday?! So the days individually are going very slowly but the week is going fast.
4. I-I need to stop listening to Human Sacrifice Alice so much, it's playing in my head as I walk places. Sob. It's just such a nice song, though. :(
5. My friends are crazy and I love them. Even when I can only follow their emails about half the time.
6. Part of me wants to write and part of me is still so wrapped up in planning/mapping things out for the kill-game that I'm exhausted it's a good exhausted! I LOVE THIS but sob it's kind of epic and how did that happennnnnnn. But I want to write something cute and fluffy and easy that appeals to the side of my soul that is not blackened shriveled brimstone, but rather a very round and overly-fluffy pomeranian puppy sleeping in a pile of pillows. Possibly with a ribbon around its neck.
... The metaphor made sense in my head.
It's probably also a sign that I should eat lunch. Yay, gnocchi. \o/