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One of my coworkers brought shoes and clothes for me today, from stuff that doesn't fit her. She's asian, and thus small, and so they may fit me. I'm amused that people tend to treat me like a doll.

However, I am not amused that I have a package waiting for me at the post office on Broadway and I can't figure out how to get up there before it closes without taking a two hour lunchbreak. Ideas, anyone?

The thing about calling into work on Friday is that you still have to go in on Monday.

In two weeks I shall have a new computer.