December 18th, 2006


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No seriously freak out moments today, no completely irrate customers either. My TSM arrived, he seemed very mellow and was actually sorta ... nice. He said good morning to me. That made me go "buh?" His machine still doesn't work. And his answering machine message is ... fucking hillariously bad. He's singing about broken machines and screwed up labs to the tune of Jingle Bells.

Ok, I ask again: anyone that wants a Christmas card from me, who hasn't already given me their address, please do so soon! I plan to send those cards out by ... Friday. Maybe.