It's 20:30 on a Friday night, and I'm at work. I'm so bored that I'm actually glad when someone asks me to print something for them. I've almost completely run out of "I could be bothered staying up", and I'm mildly convinced my arms are shorter than they were a couple of days ago.
Either that, or the computer screens have moved further away. At this point, either could be possible, for all I care.
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lol remind me never to work on a Friday night, especially if I have worked the Thursday night as well.
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