Ramona (ann15warsaw72) wrote,

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I am starving

At the library on my dinner break, sacrificing a nice Lean Cuisine entree so I can tippity-type in my journal.

I have no life. I have accepted it.


It could be worse. I could be a homicidal maniac. That's the way I justify my addiction to things of an online nature: at least I'm not out killing people; I just write about killing people!

Actually I don't, and that's not even a funny joke nowadays anymore. Is nothing sacred? You can't even joke about killing people anymore!!!

In other news, my Freecell addiction has officially gotten out of control. I've been pretty good at keeping it to playing after dinner break, and/or after my shift ends for the night. Today however, the General Manager walked in with a tour, and there, for all to see, was me playing a game of Freecell.

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