In other news: I have found my last wayward package. I'm listening to Depeche Mode (Dressed in Black | Black Celebration). I'm planning on writing a novel in a month, with no prewriting or even outlines. I do have a book to help me with this. I had a stellar performance review yesterday. It's grey and gloomy here in the silicon valley. I'm fighting a cold, telling the old white cells to hang in there guys! I'm singing for midnight mass and morning mass. 7 am will come waaaay too soon on sunday morning. I have a sort of solo. One of the women sings tragically flat ALL THE TIME. She always sits by me. I want to strangle her in a spate of very non-peace-holiday-solstice spirit. my left foot is asleep. I really should have the ergo people over to my desk. I've eaten too much chocolate in the last week. I'm getting my hair cut and colored tomorrow.
I should relax.

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