I don’t know why but it feels like a Friday. It’s felt like a Friday ever since my company announced that we’d be forced to clear our leave, with the exception of a few days brought forward. That would set me up for 2 weeks of doing completely nothing. Completely nothing. The thought of that just washed away any other thoughts salaried workers think of come year-end. It’s made me more of a rabbit on hyperdrive digging away at holes in the ground, trying to finish up stuff I’d have left over till next month to do. Unfortunately, that also means I’ve been having less sleep than required. Hazardous, my colleagues say, bah fuck: I’ve got more days of leave to clear than they — all of them — have.
Ha. Haha. Ha.
Pathetic isn’t it?
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