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I gotta stop trying to order binders while I'm asleep.
*shakes head to clear it*

(ity pages is enouraging people to write in 300 words or less about the ongoing bus strike. It woul be ncie if they did a big fat article about it, sicne none of the other papers seem to be doing much except for the "We're getting by anyway" stories every time I look. The e-mail addy is letters@citypages.com, if you too wanna try this homework assignment.

Othrwise? Still hormonal. I have *some* yarn, but not the whole order, which I kinda need to start my New Project, dammit. Mamichan an I are trying to be smart monkeys and either hike or cab over to d3pth of Field this Saturday, since we're both yarn-deprive and carless.
Phfah, I say. Phfah!!! Phfah to the people in the way of the yarn!!!

*Hormonal yarngrowl*

*sneak sneak sneak*

*ahem*

Blah....blah blah BLAH blah blah...I got sumthin' to say....oh wait, no I don't. I'm just goofing off in those precious, precious minutes before I run screaming out the door and off into what's left of the day. I don't even have an April Fool joke or anything. *sigh* in fact, no one's pulled any April Fool anything to my knowledge. I might have thought about it, but I just couldn't come up with anything good. Or something that wouldn't get me good and fired. Seriously, is my work environment killing off the more devil-may-care aspects of my personality? The answer: Well, duh!!!

It could just be I need a strong shot of vitamin d, some cheap sushi and some quality time with a trashy magazine to get back my joie de vivre... I don't think the Wedge offers the Weekly World News, however. It's hard to be a proper smartass when you're wolfing sushi and reading the Utne Reader:/

Dooom, dooom, doooommmm...--GO HOME NOW!