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I will be missing my college friend's wedding tomorrow at this gorgeous place in Caleruega because of the layout of the company give-away journal that I have to finish by this week. I've already sent it back to the artist for corrections and waited the whole day earlier for her to call, but she didn't. It was when I already left the office that she texted and called the office. I've texted her twice already, asking if I can call her at her house. No reply yet.

My boss is already on my case because things have been moving too slowly for her. I wish I could just egg the artist to go faster, but I know that I can't, so I'm just resorting to multiple texts a day to the artist.

(I guess I can just send a card to the newly couple. Hngh.)

Hm.

Dec. 14th, 2011 08:59 pm
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My boss asked me the other day if I wanted to blog about working in a government office. I don't think I can, now. My personal blog in a state of permadrought, and I tried making one for work.

But I miss blogging. I really do. All I do online these days is check my work e-mail, LJRP and spend the majority of my time on Plurk, Twitter, Facebook and other social networking sites. I think I've shrunk my brain, I can't come up with nice, long entries anymore. Not even on my written journal .___.

Who?

Karen. 28. I will be a writer.