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Sooo... Another nine hour work day, another short, tired entry.
Uhm... God, can't think of a single thing to say, really. Certainly nothing happy or encouraging. I've been preoccupied with bad old thoughts and habits and I don't have a clue where I stand with myself or the world. It's a total internal tumult today.
Also, I accidentally left my favorite f-ing book at work the other day and now it seems someone took it. And it's not a cheap book and I want it back. Do I cry now or later?
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Sounds like a stupid day! What's your favorite book btw?
It's The People of Paper, by Salvador Plascencia. I put up a note at work asking whoever took it to give it back, so hope hope hope...
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