April 3rd, 2002

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i have a plethora of bad pop songs in my head from work:
shakira, pink, and songs where the female singers all sound the sameand i dunno one from the next. souless meaningless CRAP.

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my coworkers are having a debate about whether to cut the bagels in half or quarters tomorrow morning. (we received these free "squagels" (square bagels) with our catered sandwiches at the luncheon)

im not debating. im watching. and rolling my eyes.