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This weekend I was planning to go to Toronto and hang out with my sisters, eat sushi, do a little shopping, and generally enjoy all the zaniness that always ensues when we all get together.

Instead I am writing goddamn monkey tests - ON A SATURDAY - that can't be rescheduled so as not to count my chickens on this week's interview.

Somebody owes me big for this.

(no subject)

If one day ten years from now I look up and notice that gosh, the public service is full of DROOLING, ILLITERATE ZOMBIES, thanks to today's tests I will not be the least bit surprised.

That is all.