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The problem with long weekends
Getting my ass out of bed and dragging it into my grey cubicle wasn't exactly the easiest thing in the world this morning. I had bought some Penguins to help get through the day today but forgot to bring them with me. Urg. But despite my undercaffienation and the fact that I would rather be at home doing more creative things the day has gone by reasonably quickly - mostly because the development server kept crapping out on me. Amazing how a nuisance can eat up your day.
So it turns out Elisabeth knows three Suzannes that live in Manhattan and one of them is blonde and could potentially be "my" Suzanne. It would be a huge coincidence if it turns out to be the case. But then again I haven't even asked Suzanne if she still goes out to the goth clubs. I've just assumed. It just occurred to me that after six years that might not be a safe assumption.
So it turns out Elisabeth knows three Suzannes that live in Manhattan and one of them is blonde and could potentially be "my" Suzanne. It would be a huge coincidence if it turns out to be the case. But then again I haven't even asked Suzanne if she still goes out to the goth clubs. I've just assumed. It just occurred to me that after six years that might not be a safe assumption.