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It has not been the greatest day. Though I did get coffee from Scooters and one of the free Taco Bell breakfast things (didn't realize they'd been doing that the past few Friday mornings; bacon/egg crunchwrap was decent). But the usual heat thing. They're monitoring temps, and this morning was bad as yesterday afternoon. Now my office is 90.5F.

I can't go home because I am *utterly* buried and have 2 1/2 days to try to get it caught up or it'll sit while I'm at the con. Can't quite leave this work area due to materials needed and the stuff not being security tagged yet. But the dean just said 'we have to do something about this' (FINALLY), so hopefully that means they'll start up the AC. But not sure, if the construction prevents it... So, dunno.

Otherwise, much bungling and screwing up in game last night, which for heck's sake, can't my hobby not involve being a fuckup? And mistakes being made at work, including ones that involve having to credit for items paid, switching fund codes, and repaying, etc and so on. Which really makes me look good to ye olde boss, I'm sure.

Right, time to stop whining. Working through lunch, so I think not having food is making me tetchy, but it really doesn't sound good, even if I am hungry. I hate the few days before a trip, because I always feel stressed as hell (and James is being pissy b/c I'm daring to ask him to change 2 catboxes instead of one this time around. Whatever.)

ED: HOLY HANDGRENADES, THEY'RE SENDING OUR DEPARTMENT HOME, ADM LEAVE. I AM AMAZED. PRAISE HOJO!