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Not dead. Just tired.
A week of colds for both Will and me can really kill my desire to sit and type. And I hate that I've lost a week in here. Nothing I can do about that now. Can't even recount it--don't remember what happened. Mostly, anyway.
I remember that Will and I ventured into work on Friday for National Denim Day. He even wore his jeans! Per usual, he charmed the heck out of everyone he came in contact with. One of the drug reps who donated lunch, a 25-year-old single guy, just kept kind-of hugging him. It was very cute. Of course, the fact that Derek is adorable in his own right didn't hurt. I know there's at least one nice single guy still out there. Not that that does anything for me personally, but it should give hope to someone...
And now, if I keep typing, I will be late for work. Happy Tuesday, all...
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