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11/7/04 08:39 pmGod, I'm tired. Almost teary earlier (as in a few minutes ago) for absolutely no reason whatsoever, not even that I could fathom, and usually I can at least hazard a guess. Work whinings earlier were needless, since it was okay (got lost after hte shop shut, and spent day desperately trying to keep hte rail clear, but not too bad). I think some stuff may have got nicked, judging by the number of coathangers I found and the number of people who seemed to think it acceptable to take in have the shop while I was putting items back out. Do I look bothered? Still haven't done acocunt training or till training, both of which I was meant to have done today. Bought presents for Sophie (who i really ought to text, since her birthday is today) and am joyfully anticipating doing fuck all tomorrow until the evening, when i have a driving lesson and Sophie's party.
Whee, fuck all.
Whee, fuck all.