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The thing to remember about work, as someone in my office kept pointing out to me last week whan I was really stressing is, "look, nobody's going to die if you fuck it up".
Course, it depends what job you do.
I'm cooking pasta, then going to bed so I can dream of Reykjavik, and wake up wondering why I don't live there. And then get drunk, and then sleep for a couple of hours, and then go to work in the evening, and try to remember that nobody'll die if I fuck it up. |
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