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[woodface]

Gods, I'm dead. My arms ache, my back aches and my fingers feel like they've been skinned. Good thing this is only for two days because I absolutely hate it. Respect for anyone who does this sort of job on a long term basis, but dude, I'd get depressed and suicidal if I had to do this for a week. It's mindnumbing at best and you can't even escape in fanfic.

*curls up and dies*

Let's not forget that I hardly slept at all.

Shoot me now?

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[audrich.livejournal.com]

*nods knowingly*

Man, I've got medals in lame jobs,** *g* but listen here you snugglepuss you, it's GELD, and it's a Something Lame you can put on a job history spec. until Something Better comes along

**Cut out folder names and stick 'em onto folder tabs. 20 tabs per folder, 250 folders ::rocks back and forth babbling::

Hubby must have had it worse - he was ordered to scrape moss off trees outside the building where he worked, 'cos the boss thought moss made the tree trunks look untidy...
FFS!

[woodface]

*blinks* Well, I know there is a lot worse out there. It's a pretty clean job and the pay is decent. Just... dude I'm all sore and bored.

*snuggles*