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first day of work. i have 10 minutes left to kill before i'm free, so i write.

i am proud to say that my job is better than anyone else's. i'm a webhead. spent all day working with a *ton* of stuff for the company that owns pepsi. all in all about 300 pages written/rewritten. tomorrow: starbucks. :D

surprisingly, i have an office. eric was the first to bash it for its lack of decoration and ghetto visitor's chair, and ghetto computer, but i have a desk and a comfy chair to sit in. suck it, all those of you who dont have desks/chairs/computers/net access.

even more surprisingly, i'm paid. dunno how much, nor will i get paid until i figure out this damn tax form.

most surprisingly of all: i have a stapler.

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i'm alive! i have a new computer, and it's having many, many, many problems. but i did restore my webserver, booyah.