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Tuesday, May 13, 2008 2:24 PM
   nutshells come in small, medium and large


things have simmered down a bit from last week. no more overtiming and waiting for people (almost) all alone in the office. all that's left is gearing for the 'party' on friday. but before that! the dreaded moment of doom - my driving practical.

no matter how much i try to psyche myself that it really is nothing, i can't live with another notch of failure on my bedpost. there's just a fair number of things at stake. pride is one of them. damn you 7 deadly sins.

i'm going to have to part with about 160dollars in cash (of which i'll only get back 100 since i owe T 20 and KT is paying my share of C's present) for a gift for the boss. uhm, what exactly do you buy for the man whose wife just gave birth to their second son? i'm clueless when it comes to such things. for all my girlyness (which isn't much), i'm tasked with such a responsibility. definitely no prams. maybe not clothes. a plushie?

too broke for any plans of a holiday getaway. so much for the government giving me money. damn but i need to be a lil' inebriated. anything to get past the week and gear me up for the weekend. he says we could go to the zoo. i want the bird park and wildwildwet too! time flies when there's so much work to be done.

i'll take pictures today. my hair doesn't look like shit anymore. it's decent, for a change. if i can, i'll squeeze in a run too. and damn, i have so much laundry to settle. if only there was a magic wand that settled all my laundry for me. grar.

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