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%title So.
%date 2005-04-19 23:30:35
:diary:livejournal:fossils:
So yeah, things are going good, I guess, except extreme boredom at the office and not really knowing how to act around certain people *cough*Andy*cough* while I'm there.
I seem to be getting a perverse sense of joy out of seeing people that I know walk by and knowingly not saying hi to them (when they don't notice me, that is). I don't know why. It's not like a passive-aggressive "so there!" type thing, just.. "I'm going to willfully not call out 'Alan!' and say hi, just because I can."