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I meant to be doing things today.

But I woke up a lump.

If I thought I could get out of work, I would. >:p Instead I must go and be lumpy at work.

I shall stand behind my register and radiate blah-ness. It will be interesting in a not-interesting sort of way. And I won't care, because even though everything is vaugely funny, it is still vaugely so.

Maybe I didn't get enough sleep?