Life may not be a rehearsal, but it’s not a fucking encore either

Work was dull as fuck. Going through a bug list and then spent the best part of five hours staring at a gear stick. After that I was no closer to fixing it anyway. Two days back on the job and what to give up again already.

Went for a run. Ate too many chocolate biscuits. It’s not even ten thirty, I’m going to bed.

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