this week at work has been frenetic and draining. today was deathly slow in contrast. for a while i was the only tech on the floor. i reformatted the controlled drug logs. somehow busywork is much more exhausting.
'the lady is a tramp' is playing. the guy who works here must adore sinatra... it's usually playing. i must say that i enjoy it more than the klassic rawk calvacade of boston and ccr that used to always blare. he is always struggling through a crossword puzzle when i arrive. he is very nice and very, very gay.
my brain has stultified. here it is, in print.
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