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[threeplusfire]

Alan was miserable this afternoon. I tried to get him to call in sick, but no. Of course, then he leaves halfway through the shift. So now I have to cadge a ride home from someone who isn't insane. Joy.

Today has sucked, all the way around. There's hardly any work in my queue, and the office is a frigid wasteland. I want out.

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I am so bloody tired and irritated that several people in close proximity are in danger of losing limbs.

[rm.livejournal.com]

:( although, if they deserve it....

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I'm not certain I'll be quite discerning enough in my choice of victims.

Did I mention I've got a Narcissa in the brain now too? Thank you Melynda. I am so doomed.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Oh, that must be some unloverly internal coexistence. We really must play wizards soon, LN quite aside.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I haven't broken the news to him yet. Mostly she stays away. I think she realizes this one is even worse than the husband in TSW. Oi.

That and I've talked to two people in two days who didn't know who the hell Gaiman was and I'm about to explode from the Whiskey Tango Foxtrot of it all.

[rm.livejournal.com]

TSW?

And that's weird. About Gaiman.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

The Second War, which would be the name of the RPG I'm playing her in. That scary Australian guy left in a snit, and Melynda's a mod now.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Oh man... I didn't even realize he was back.... good heavens.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be playing there if he was still around.