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[psghayleaux]

Work is trying to give me Ray Toro-esque thighs I think. I spent much of yesterday in light bulb price change hell. Which mostly means I spent hours crouched on the floor pealing off old labels and sticking on new ones. And today I was doing more of the same, only out back, and with magnets not stick on labels.

So ow, just ow. I'm protesting if I'm stuck doing more of the same tomorrow. Mostly because I'll probably fall on my ass and not be able to get up.