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Martel's Work Diary #3 - Drag-on...Dragoon.

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...no, my day was not filled with monstrous women bursting out of eggs, or giant babies with teeth. Although I did have a very strange epiphany earlier...

....yeah, let's not go there. Today was by far the worst day I've had thus far; the morning dragged on and on and fucking ON. It was agonizingly slow, mostly because I spent the entire day on one task. But it's easy money, and I can afford to buy more games than I otherwise would with this (not that I'm spending my entire salary on games etc...just a sixth of it, if that) so...I can bear with it. It's really hard to focus, though. Part of me wants to daydream, but my reaction when I'm doing repetitive tasks is to go on autopilot...so it's an interesting conflict. Filled with a lot of singing.

Tomorrow is...Thursday. Damnit. I want Friday already.

That is all. Bet you're glad you wasted your time reading a single paragraph of complaining, aren't you? Hahaha.
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  1. Pockets's Avatar
    I had a job like that before, I eventually just let my mind go where it wanted to. Daydream? That's cool. Oh, we're gonna autopilot now? No problem. My days went much faster as I spent less time aware of anything.



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