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[doodlemaier]

Albeit truncated, today was Suz' first day back after her surgery. Drew's first day back from Spain, and apparently he's been singing my praises for the time that she was out and he wasn't. She remarked that if she could have her way she'd make certain that a couple large in bonuses to come my way. That's fine and all, except that I really don't feel nearly as bright and shiny about the last six weeks. I s'pose a lot of folks with minimal to zero supervision would've done as little as possible to get the job done, whereas I feel that I only accomplished as little as possible. Soon enough all my fuck-ups and shurked priorities will come to the surface and she'll probably start to feel the same, and for all the stress I've put myself through about it I'm happy enough that it'll soon be over!