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a drunk/high on dayquil/rocking out employee is a happy and possibly productive employee
1. Forget what I said yesterday, the bleeding trees are back again this year. I don't know who thinks that they are attractive. Someone on city council has awful taste. The amount of electricity it must take to light up that god-awfully ugly street makes me cry.
2. I'm still sniffly. I went out with wet hair on the weekend, is why. Big. Mistake. It's nothing major, I just feel consistently below par. Today I thought about maybe buying some dayquil and I got way more excited that I should have. I love dayquil. It is like beautiful little globules of concentrated sunshine and makes you feel so, so good. I know I'm not alone on this. Dayquil deserves love from us all. Give me a break here, people, I don't even drink coffee on a regular basis. I don't even like wine. Let me have this one thing. Let me have dayquil. Stop looking at me like that.
3. Things at work have gotten a lot better since I realized that no one else really knows what's going on any more than I do. Today, M. encouraged me to listen to music while working. He said, and I quote, "Like alcohol, listening to music may dull your senses and decrease your attention to detail, but the soaring pleasure that you receive from it makes up for the deficits, I think. What? Why are you laughing? It's true. The enormous, intense pleasingness is well worth it."
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