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I found a pair of DCs I like. Finally. Full price but I wear my DCs into the ground, so they're worth it. My old ones are on the verge of rubbing my heel off if I walk any distance, so I even have a legitimate excuse.

We are pleased. It feels like forever that I've been looking for a pair of black DCs I like - specifically, ones without pink on them; there's a pair I liked in Office with tiny stars on but the logo was outlined in pink and no, really just not for me. I would find a picture of the ones I like, but the DCs site is full of fail for needing me to update Flash just to view anything.

So after my second-to-last day in the most boring job in the world tomorrow (that said, I rewatched all of the first season of Primeval today, but still. I'm *stuffing envelopes*) I will blow a day's pay on new DCs. Otherwise I really will die of boredom tomorrow. I have something like a thousand questionnaires to fold and envelope by the end of Monday. Bah. -_-

Though, a lady from the office down the corridor from my envelope-stuffing room came to give me a chocolate today, because she said she's walked past every day this week and she's amazed I've coped with sitting there stuffing envelopes. Oddly, the chocolate was one of the strawberry-flavour goo filled ones; my favourites.

I have no idea how she knew this. Suspect they're all mind-readers. Considering how many uncomplimentary things I've thought about their system this week, that could be a bad thing.