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[bodlon]

• 05:19 The ham is in the oven. Repeat, the ham is in the oven.
• 18:48 I have survived the National Day of Gluttony, my fridge is full of leftover ham, and I'm wearing my Sisters of Mercy t-shirt. Time to write.
• 19:35 Okay, so I lied. I've been cocking about watching YouTube clips. Work on VS3 starts now, though, and runs to 9:45.
• 19:52 RT @FakeAPStylebook: The rules for numbers below ten do not apply to 6. He is not a number, he is a free man.
• 20:32 Oh, for fuck's sake. I've managed less than 100 good words in the last hour because the dogs keep coming in and being difficult.
• 20:33 And now I've got a headache. And I'm in a foul humor. GRR.
• 20:39 And now I've brought them back in. Oh dogs...
• 20:46 Dog is now on lap, licking my ear.
• 20:56 Compromise: I have put a cushion on the floor and rested my
  feet on it. Gwen has taken up residence there. Sleeeeep...
• 21:22 So I'm working with both Torchwood soundtracks on shuffle. This was perhaps a mistake. *sadface*
• 21:40 Okay. I have labored. There shall now be pie and World of Warcraft.

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