This week’s been punishing. Work had the hammer down with projects, and I still had problems processing. Friday was the worst; once the network went down for maintenance it screwed up my system completely (apparently all the desktops are linked so well with the networks that simple programs take five times as long to process anything, at least for me). But Saturday.
Yeah, I got lucky.
I was booked to work, and it was just me in Toronto, one guy in New York and one more in Chicago. And given I got a call earlier in the morning asking if I could come in a half-hour early to deal with the overflow from last night, I was worried. I’d been having panic attacks all week and it was threatening to roar up again. But damn, it was a holiday weekend and things slowed down. We cleared the queue by 6:30 and the rest of the shift was spent coasting.
If only the mood carried through today. I’m working on it.
Eh.
The Bloody Doors Off 
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