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ohmigod. Another viral outbreak. And it's Beagle again! *eyes nos'* *falls over laughing*

grah

Have Wonderwall by Oasis in my head. My brain is being schmoopy and has decided it is Sam/Jack.

I need this to change. Maybe I should go read Thrill Kill Kult lyrics....

ugh

So. It hit me tonight. Hello, SG-1 fan types.

The Furlings are not fucking cat people.

Please, dear god in heaven, stop WRITING THEM AS SUCH.

Dumbshits.

Went to Wal-Mart tonight. It was almost the pit of hell. So many people my psychosomatic claustrophobia kicked in and I nearly started screaming at people. (when I feel like every nerve is exposed and the stupid fuckers nearby are stepping on them? must get out).

In further work news, the analyst has been with us this week, learning all of our jobs so she can recommend what part of customer care to cut (from the sounds, it's gonna be a lot. y'know, so that there isn't REALLY any customer service. just the facade.)

Can't hate her, she's a nice woman. But. Damnit. I like the people I work with (save the new temp who, just... doesn't click. Sadly.)

Must make carrot cake. hrm.