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It’s been a long day. It consisted of work (obviously), and work consisted of a meeting where I had people staring at me like I was an idiot when some of the people there required me to explain what “it goes in a bag with the product”<\/em><\/strong> three times. The last time I explained it, I threw in hand gestures, like grand ones. I normally talk with my hands, but I don’t do it too often in meetings, especially not when I have to a lot of talking. So that was work. Which was not fun, at all. Well, besides after when I got back to Building A and got to vent… That was fun. And that was about it. After I got home, I got into another argument with my dad… and then I spent tonight watching television, catching up on shows, watched the season finale for Dollhouse (which was amazing).<\/p>\n