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I want cake.
Oct. 8th, 2011 12:45 pmI would like cake. Happily, it is Remy's birthday, for so much as he has one, since this is when it was decided for him or perhaps he decided, I forget. Therefore, I am going to go get him a cake, and since he is not so much a fan of sweets, it is cake for everyone in the office.
Yes, I know it is a Saturday. As it turns out this job did not come with a 9-5 schedule, which would be a shame except that it also means no one ever seems to complain when I come into the office at 10 instead of 8 because I was up all night predicting the end of the world.
Yes, I know it is a Saturday. As it turns out this job did not come with a 9-5 schedule, which would be a shame except that it also means no one ever seems to complain when I come into the office at 10 instead of 8 because I was up all night predicting the end of the world.
