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Can I please get the fuck off of coffee already?

I have a constant, literally a constant, non-stop, never-going-away-ever headache.

In non-complaining news, I had a lovely evening of knitting with Steph and M. from work. I didn't know M. very well, only that she knitted, but she turned out to be very cool.

People are cool. Caffeine is the devil.

Ha ha, the Vice President of the company caught me giving a certain person the finger today. (There's a lovely mock animosity between most of us in my department; we're in an ongoing playful state of faux hostility at any given time, and the finger was simply an expression of my affection, of course.) Anyway, VP didn't say anything but I know he saw me. Maybe I should work on the professionalism a little more... HE doesn't know that D. and I are "best friends"*.

*If only everyone found me as endearing as I do. I think it's cute to insist you're the best friend of someone who daily calls you evil and accuses you of eating kittens.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:26 AM | shower me with attention