aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggggggghhh

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Today I need to keep repeating to myself, '9 weeks and 2 days, 9 weeks and 2 days.'

They're driving me bloody mental here at the moment. I've got a bloody shed load of cataloguing to do, and somebody thought handing out pamphlets for an hour would be a better use of my time this afternoon. That's bad enough, but there wasn't even anyone to hand them out to!!!


In other news, for lunch I had Singapore Fried Rice which appeared to contain Spam, and a testicle.

So it's all good here.

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