Checking from the Red Cup branch office of 3:40 a.m.
I'm burning through the 240-odd hours of leave I've accumulated with a series of long lunch hours, and so here I am.
I'm a lot less stressed than I was 48 hours ago. But if I took another of those online depression tests right now, I'd still probably test positive. (or negative, or whatever)
Some loudmouth is blathering behind me about 60s rock. STFU.
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