Cheese

My brain just turned into cheese. I think I need a Red Bull, but I not only cannot afford one, but I can't really leave the office for the amount of time it would take me to get one. Bummer. I have to stay here for a minimum of 40 minutes from now too. I was planning on working longer hours this week because I want more money, but I don't think I can stay for much longer. I finished checking the timetables today, and now just have to QC them, but my brain doesn't want to; it's made of cheese.
Boring.

Listening to: The Mark Sandman Boxset (at least it's totally fucking awesome).
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