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Can't be helped, I'm back. And just when I was beginning to relax a little bit.

::sigh::

More tomorrow, not that there is much to say.

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Picture post to cheer myself up.

Drained again already, tired, and work felt slightly unreal all day, in the what-am-I-doing-here way. And if that weren't enough, the mystery shopping lady wanted to talk about my results (which were quite good actually, not that I care. much.) and possible complaints, &c., and I found I couldn't even rouse myself enough to be really frustrated.

Holiday, such as there was - reading, no writing, not even diary, no deep thoughts or revelations, one hiking tour, biking, a bit of running, period (when else), an odd & depressing production of Much Ado About Nothing where almost everyone was dead at the end.