i came back to work full of positive vibes. i was fine with the stacks of work on my desk, i could deal (albeit with gritted teeth) with the mess that had been made of my database but the inter-office-politics-bullshit had me pretty close to booking the next flight back to spain. not long before our wedding there was a huge row over god knows what and at one point ian shouted at my parents, "it's just a fucking wedding" (i should point out that ian and i both get on very well with my parents and we've just spent a very happy week in spain in a one bedroom apartment with them); right now i feel like shouting at certain people in the office, "it's just a fucking job".
9:49 p.m. - June 20, 2005
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