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You know it's one of THOSE days when you have this verse from "The Charge of the Light Brigade" on loop in your head:
'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldiers knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
For realz, that verse and the fact that it's the Shat Ball is this evening is the only thing keeping me from backhanding a few choice people who, AS USUAL, have sprung things on me AT THE LAST MINUTE, and very blithely asked me to do it all FOR THEM, with an airy "Thanks" and "oh, I NEED it done today" and "I REALLY appreciate this".
And you know what, it's done. It's fine. Because I am Nella and BY GOD I GET SHIT DONE, even when it's NOT EVEN MY SHIT IN THE FIRST PLACE.
*deep breath*
'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldiers knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
For realz, that verse and the fact that it's the Shat Ball is this evening is the only thing keeping me from backhanding a few choice people who, AS USUAL, have sprung things on me AT THE LAST MINUTE, and very blithely asked me to do it all FOR THEM, with an airy "Thanks" and "oh, I NEED it done today" and "I REALLY appreciate this".
And you know what, it's done. It's fine. Because I am Nella and BY GOD I GET SHIT DONE, even when it's NOT EVEN MY SHIT IN THE FIRST PLACE.
*deep breath*
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