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[saffronhare]

To quote ursula_v, I got a "blazing shitload"* of work done yesterday. A major project has been, if not put to bed, at least put in its jammies and sent to brush its teeth. I got to offer a full-time job to the temp I've had part-time for a few months. And I finally remembered to bring music to the office, which I'm certain has increased my productivity and improved my mood.

Though the morning started off with almost no mojo whatsoever, I was able to recover in time to inflict a french braid upon the freshly shampooed head of Princess Boredom before she left for school. Gimme some.

Heard a song on the radio that I'm wanting to get now: Let's Get It Started (Black Eyed Peas). Good for some booty-shakin' on the commute, that one. Uh-huh. Nice layers to the rhythm and building of the energy. Princess !Kaboom liked it too. (We got very into the oo-hoo! bit toward the end.)

The sun is shining and the new moon hits on Sunday. Gentlemen, start your engines, cuz mine is starting to purr. ::rowr::

*I'll have to research how this compares to the measurement of a metric goatload of work, but I suspect it has something to with a formula involving mass and a rate of time.

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Me too. Scrolling through a lot of text on the screen is still a bit dicey, but everything else seems to be coming 'round.

Thanks for the dose of Steerpike, sugar.