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Thursday, October 25, 2007

At Work

I'm at work. Killing time. I can only absorb so much at a time, and I'm like the Gary Larson cartoon. I need to be excused, my brain is full. I think I'm stepping on and over and stomping on protocol at every turn. I get frowned at. I think I talk to folks that are above the level that I'm supposed to. Heck, there's only 20 or so of us here at any given time.

I'm being called back to work. sigh.

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