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[threeplusfire]

My shoes recieved many compliments. We are pleased.

In some mad fit, I signed up to work a Saturday shift. 8am to 2pm. We'll see how long I can stand it. Well, the overtime would be nice I suppose.

A postcard from Budapest, mailed from Moscow. Neato.

Fits of madness, and I can't quite decide where my brain has gone lately. My sleep is terrible. So much so that I took a three and a half hour nap this afternoon before I went to work. Well, I'm awake now.

I wrote a brilliant sentence, but I forgot where I put it. Damn.

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[alainn-sorcha.livejournal.com]

I was going to ask you something. I think it was important. I don't remember what it was, though.