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Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Bomb blasts in India, dead famous people in Australia (three at last count), work was getting depressing (although is hopefully getting better!), I'm tired, bored, and hey - the weekend is GONE. Like, vanished. Like, no weekend. None!
And I missed the Flickr meetup. And I'm getting cold shouldered left right and center. And things are getting frustratingly slow and irritating. And I have to go into work tomorrow. And I've been having strange dreams (involving a very pretty friend of mine I don't actually have a crush on), and bad dreams (I had a dream that my mother was having a progressive degenerative neurological condition. I shit you not. Awful stuff. My grandmother showed up in that dream as well - the one who died earlier this year - so yeah, um. Not fun. Atleast I got a fairly good night's sleep, and the strange dream was *after* the bad dream, so I didn't stay around feeling like shit for too long.)
I don't even get to watch "Shrek 2" (starting now) because it's like 3am and I ought to go to sleep so I don't feel totally shitty tomorrow.
Urgh.
This post was posted by Unknown at 3:19 am
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