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May. 13th, 2004 09:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bzarcherThe second day at work went well. I was even complimented by one of my co-workers after I knocked out several calls in a row.
"You're one of the best people to occupy that desk in awhile!"
That felt good.
Tired, though. No idea why, just...horribly, horribly tired.
I wanted to stay up and spend some time with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
skarlette, but I think it's best I go to bed.
I love you, dear. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you get home.
You're in my dreams, and my waking thoughts between.
Tomorrow. I promise.
"You're one of the best people to occupy that desk in awhile!"
That felt good.
Tired, though. No idea why, just...horribly, horribly tired.
I wanted to stay up and spend some time with
skarlette, but I think it's best I go to bed.I love you, dear. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you get home.
You're in my dreams, and my waking thoughts between.
Tomorrow. I promise.
