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Wow, I'd forgotten how horribly boring Sunday mornings were. It's just after seven, I've been at work for two and a half hours and I'm about ready to slit my wrists. Thank god there's news to work on today though or I'd go totally insane. Yay for striking workers :) Normally I feel just about no pity for strikers, but I feel quite bad for the International guys - they're not fighting for more money or anything like that, through no fault of their own, they're forced to fight for their jobs.

( more mundane Sunday morning ramblings )