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What a strange, happy day. So, I've finally learned me some Catalan for the Evil Hotel Owner, thanks to the lovely ozfille. We jet out on Monday and I have my Euros of Doom to spend on various Spanish-y goodness. Hurrah!

My last pay was messed up because (oh noes!!) I took one whole day off. This month, it's pretty substantial. I guess I'll be buying that FC Barca shirt after all. Ha!

Last night, I was given a chance to have The Last Word regarding some drama from a while back. It was like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I won't go into it too much, but honestly, I'm that argumentative that this was all I wanted. Am all gleeful and happy.

I was then subjected to CAPS on Yahoo Messenger from a certain someone, which had me nearly crying with laughter. I don't know why they crack me up so much, but that girl makes me laugh me head off. Nameless, you're a nutter, but I loves ya. :p

Then, to top it all off-- I got the first Christmas card of the season today, from Australia! kay2004, you rock.

Oh, and some kind soul has brought Cadbury's Yule Logs into the office. *Gazes up to heaven* Thank you.

Heehee.

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Saturday, Sunday, Monday, make up your mind, wench.

"What did you do today, Anna?"
"I read Shoebox and had an entire conversation only in capitals. Then I went and threw everything from the top of my cupboard onto my bed. Then I went out and forgot to come back. I watched ROTK. Now I have to sleep on the futon tonight because my bed is covered in crap. This is somehow Becky's fault."
(actual conversation reproduced verbatim*.)

(*sort of.)

Ha! Wenchy!

Well, you know-- if you force the Icelanders to find somewhere else to kip, you can sleep on your bed. Also, I'm off from tomorrow-- don't you read your e-mail?

*Tsk, tsk*

Some people, Anna. They just never read nor remember stuff. >:)

Some people keep changing their story, Loserface.

Whateverer!

See how quickly we descend to childishness, Anna? It's totally your fault. :p

Dudette. You're going to go away for two weeks without telling me about the kings and queens. Also, I want gossip. You know what.

Or I'm starting divorce proceedings in your absence.

Bleh. :p

Well, I'm online for The Last Time Until the Fourteenth tonight. Be there or be square!

Warning: Got paid today. That means wine.

Seeing as I'm sleeping next to the computer and will probably be woken early because my family are inconsiderate and my father types loudly... you'd better be there.