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One of those days.

EDIT: I take it back. People on my f-list are having a much suckier time than me. *sends sympathy chocolate to those on her f-list who need it* I'm thinking about you all, don't give up. *big hugs*

EDIT 2: HHhhmm. I should never ever say my life doesn't suck again.

Because I had about three hours sleep last night in a room with two cats whose favourite pasttime was apparently bouncing on me. And two lovebirds whose favourite pastime was apparently shrieking as early as possible in the morning.

And now I'm working all day tomorrow.

And (very very possibly unless a fellow employee decides to be a saint and swap) all day Tuesday.

All I wanted was to watch the Olympics. Just *LITTLE* bit of them seen as I've been looking forward to them all year. I just want to be left alone, in my room, so I can actually finish some of this stuff I enjoy doing.

Just *leave* me alone to watch the Olympics.

Is that really so much to fucking ask?

....

Oh fuck it. I'm going to bed.