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Our office is only open 3 days this week and 3 days next week ... so of course people take those days off.  Well, except people like me, who really don't give a shit and will wander in late anyway only to work a partial shift so as not to use up valuable vacation time that I could save for a time of the year that is warmer and more worthy of taking a vacation.

I'm keeping myself occupied with a COSMO and Avon mag and reading riveting blogs online.

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It's Monday ... I'm sure you understand by now that I don't like Mondays.  Yes, I have a F'ing case of the Moon-days.

This Monday morning I wake up, I still have that cold, so I really don't feel like going and sitting in a cube for hours anyway.  Once I get here I immediately notice something wrong ... there is a Jack In The Box soda cup on my desk, and someone left their bag in my cube.  Okay fine, I know the people who aren't assigned stations will sometimes use my computer while I'm away.  I'd rather they not ... but what can I say?

So I pick up the cup half full of warm soda, and walk with an extended arm to the trashcan, then dump it in.  Next I take the bag and place it in my bosses cubicle.  Then I sit in my chair and feel better ... things are just about right - until I turn my computer on.

B**** changed my settings!

OMFG.  All the links for the programs I regularly use are not on the control bar at the bottom, and the worst part is SHE CHANGED MY BACKGROUND!!!!!

I like my photo of London, I switch between two because I like to stare at them and pretend I'm standing there.  But now it was a generic ocean with an island and palm tree with blue skies background.  Okay, nice, whatever ... but it's generic and I really am not in the mood for blue skies.

After I changed my background back to my gorgeous pic of Kensington Palace Sunken Garden:

I felt a little more right with the world.  Until I opened my top drawer.  You know that little post it note I stuck in there that said "Get Your Own Pen" ... well, it was moved to the back of the drawer.  I feel so violated.

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