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today, just like every other day,
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| I stress about all the work i need to do, so i get my files, drive to the computer lab, with a plan in my head to write three memos. | |
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| then i log on, check my email, and go make webcomics or read blogs. anything to avoid work. | |
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| email was pretty good today - emails from my sister, a guy who was my best friend in 3rd grade, a guy I had a law practice with before my nervous breakdown, some spam, a new hotornot yesclick, and the | |
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| guy i'm currently platonicly dating - we watch movies on sundays, and he actually reads these comics. apparently no one else does. | |
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| Snailmail today was a mixed bag - IRS, some checks I deposited, the one newsletter i subscribe to, and 3 letters from lawyers in one of my cases, that I'm not looking forward to opening/responding to. | |
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| In the next exciting episode, I'll compare my current morass to this morning, when I was standing in a deep mudpuddle, digging it deeper. | |
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