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[bzarcher]

The 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 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.

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[chaoticgoodnik.livejournal.com]

Is that 7:30 start time every day?

Bet you're not used to that.

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

True. And having to get up at 6 to compete for the shower, too...