| When The Workin's Done |
[30 Jan 2006|04:12am] |
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music |
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Wash of the Waves |
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First Day on regular shift. It was an exaustive grind. Still the people are nice, and fun to work with. We have a laugh at other poor sap's exspense and that make the day move a bit faster. It was still great fun helping people, but now that I am assigned tickets, I am getting more of the unpleasent, than the pleasent. Ah well.
Honestly, since all my friends are scattered to the winds, and I have yet to make new ones, work is still where I would rather be. So thats always a good feeling, wanting to go into work.
Its late here though, so I go to my room with velvet curtains, as per the doctor ordered.
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