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I've been unusually social today. Ran into D. at lunch and since we were there together, we somewhat awkwardly made the transition from being in the same deli to actually eating lunch together. We talked about Easter baskets, mostly. Also, I told her that I'm usually Tavie rather than Octavia, and the story about how on my last day at the previous job, I finally said to everyone, "Oh, by the way, call me Tavie-- bye!"

And then I had to photocopy this massive tome and I was standing in the copy alcove for literally over an hour, and E. kept walking by and finally offered to install a mailbox for me. Wherein I asked him to also set me up with some cable and a bed.

Usually I will go for literally weeks without saying a word to anyone (and only the minimum required to my boss), not doing more than smiling and nodding.

So this is pro-gress.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:51 PM | shower me with attention