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Since it was a slow day at work, I spent most of the day doing the most menial of data entry tasks, which I will call 9HL's (and not explain because I really do want to avoid getting specific about work on my public blog.)

9HL's are the most dull, mindless things I can do. Usually they are helped by my having a CD player, but today Kirsten was using her CD player (where's my iPod???) so I had to fly solo with this mind-numbing work.

I had a point. What was it?

Oh, yes. I'm at school, about to go into Latin, and it occurs to me that I'd rather be doing 9HL's without music for 9 hours (which I've already DONE today, thank you) than go to this class. Since I decided it was incredibly wrong of me to sneakily do crossword puzzles, I've been forcing myself to try and follow along in class, with the result that I am so muddled and bored that I want to tear bloody clots of hair out. And now it is time to go to class. (I still love my Professor. I just hate this class.)

I honestly do hate my life right now. I'm not exagerrating.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:22 PM | shower me with attention