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Must. Stop. Posting. I am totally addicted to Facebook. It occurs to me I might be slightly obsessive. Maybe even a little compulsive. But definitely obsessive... Can't believe I still haven't been to bed, and it's nearly 8am. Working the closing shift just wrecks my schedule. Plus TB is out of town, so that always wreaks havoc with my sleep. I really dislike sleeping here when I'm the only one home. I don't know why. It just makes me really uneasy. Someone asked my coworker this weekend for "The Diary of Anne Franklin." Yes, you do feel an eyeroll. That may be my favorite customer goodie so far. I'm just glad the week is over. I wish I had more than a day to recover, but I just have tomorrow off, and then it's back to work. I really shouldn't have stayed up so late. I'll sleep most of tomorrow away. ::sigh:: I got nothin' else, really. I do think it was inappropriate for the very time-consuming customer I helped for an hour or more tonight to offer me free medical care for the next 10 years. He's a gynecologist. Yeah. Peace out, p.s. If you're on Facebook, e-me at askkatiedoyle at the dot come of the yahoo, and tell me your email address for the friending. I don't use the email I just gave as mine, so don't friend me that way, ay. I love Facebook. So many applications, so little time. copyright 2002
- 2005 Katie Doyle; all rights reserved
In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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