What kills me is that I have to sit here doing work for another 2.5 hours before I can go to Millicon.
Screw you, work.
*kicks it*
*encourages the toluene to drip FASTER, DAMMIT*
Screw you, work.
*kicks it*
*encourages the toluene to drip FASTER, DAMMIT*
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But we'll see each other tonight! *hugs*
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*hugs and encourages everyone's work day to go by faster*
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*makes face*
*watches clock*
It is like being a kid in elementary school all over again!
And I will try, with the fun-having!
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But I will see you tonight. :D
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You will!
Provided I do not get myself lost in the wily urban jungle that is Chicago!
*terror*