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So when I got to my desk after two and a half hours of learning about Legal Research Tools, I find 12 messages on my phone.
Twelve.
Turns out Alvin was in a dictating mood today. One memo and three letters. Well, technically six letters, but three of them are the same going to three different people and two are the same going to two other different people.
Still, I'm now brain dead and completely unable to reply to the two logs I have sitting in my inbox. Doesn't help that today is Super Mega Allergy Day given the high winds, and my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton.
Hopefully Mr. Brain will come back from his vacation by tonight. Two of us in the same apartment (since the roomie has been utterly slammed at work, staying late, going in early and working at home for three plus hours a night), is just too much. Especially since the roomie 'wins' for reasons to be brain dead. ;)
Twelve.
Turns out Alvin was in a dictating mood today. One memo and three letters. Well, technically six letters, but three of them are the same going to three different people and two are the same going to two other different people.
Still, I'm now brain dead and completely unable to reply to the two logs I have sitting in my inbox. Doesn't help that today is Super Mega Allergy Day given the high winds, and my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton.
Hopefully Mr. Brain will come back from his vacation by tonight. Two of us in the same apartment (since the roomie has been utterly slammed at work, staying late, going in early and working at home for three plus hours a night), is just too much. Especially since the roomie 'wins' for reasons to be brain dead. ;)
