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Aug. 7th, 2007 08:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tylikI did not sleep well last night. I woke feeling decidedly out of sorts. Even considered not going in today. (Though really, what I have isn't catching -- or rather, it is, but being female has only a 50% chance of transmission, and my coworkers need not fear.)
But any day that starts with training in a thunderstorm is bound to have its upsides. There's something so satisfying about doing the final flourish of a form accompanied by lightning, and then closing, saluting to a vast cracking of thunder. And the apartment smells like bread.
But any day that starts with training in a thunderstorm is bound to have its upsides. There's something so satisfying about doing the final flourish of a form accompanied by lightning, and then closing, saluting to a vast cracking of thunder. And the apartment smells like bread.
