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Ngh. Do I have to go to work today? Really? -_- At least I'm wearing something with pockets today so I can carry my damn MP3 player around. They don't even have a radio on in the office and damn, I know they're on the phones but not even quietly? In the backround? For the sake of sanity?

However, my main worry? I have *no* room left on my DVD shelves. Actually less than that, because there's no room even with Farscape on the floor and my uncle having my three Star Wars DVDs. And the only other place in my room I could've put another DVD case... has a radiator in the way. Which I was actually *contemplating taking off* to give myself more room for DVDs.

Oh yeah, life sucks. ;-)

The sun must be rising at just the right angle to glow through my curtains this morning, because my room's all warm and purple-tinted. There's a sunbeam just catching Squall on my top shelf and casting a little Squall-shaped shadow. I really need to get a Rinoa to keep him company, since they haven't seen fit to make a Zell or Irvine figure (but they made Sephie. What?).

You know, it's my fault because I really should've *expected* it.

... You know how I've been avoiding spoilers for the last episode of Life on Mars for... well, since it finished? Successfully?

Yeah. I now know better than to Google John Simm to check that his name does in fact have two ms Really, really know better. It wasn't even an article about freaking *Life on Mars*. Jesus.

There... there are no words. All that loud LALALAing whenever the 'rents mentioned it. All that avoiding fic. All my 'leaving it to look forward to because the anticipation will be better!' when I've had it since Monday and could've *watched* it already and-

This? Is one of those days. The kind of days where people jump under Tube trains and, hah hah, off buildings. And this is the icing on the great sodding cake of crap that has been my day.

Figures. I don't even know why I'm surprised.

...

Can it be March 18th and I be at kindoftrouble's now please? Please?