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I'm still at work. Thirty-two more years until retirement (I think - I should really check up on that. It could be only 27 more years in which case I should party). I don't hate my job - there are just so many other things I want to do right now then haggle with attorneys, take recorded statements and review medical reports. Like - walk outside. Today was 67 degrees F. Cubicles and florescent lights become much more oppressive in good weather.

I need a plan. Winning the lottery? I could do that. Wait, Tennessee doesn't have a lottery yet.

I should go home and read more Spander. I actually should go home, review a vid - work on my vid and watch Angel. Oh, and sleep. Let's not forget the sleeping part. I am very sleepy.