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In my short time of surfing the musings and missives of others, I've learned not to bitch about work too much (namely from dooce), but may I go so far as to say it's 8:03 pm EST and I'm still at work staring down another 57 minutes of torture. The main reason it chafes is that I was in New Orleans all weekend, and I don't think it will shock anyone to hear that I didn't get the Surgeon General-recommended 8-10 hours sleep while there. I did, however, get the recommended 8-10 Whiskey Sours. And a heaping dash of Hurricanes. Within a few hours. I'm sorry, Mr. Liver. So sorry.

posted by ADD @ 17:02