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I watched Vanished for breakfast (more about that later), then took the dog for a walk and tried to get some sort of order into my application stuff, to, that's right, start writing applications. Which I did.

This, of course, led to people calling me every five minutes ("Hey! I haven't talked to you in years! I thought I'd call you!" - "That's great. Did you have to choose the one day I actually get over myself and write an application???"), my printer printing smears until I cried and cursed at him, then leaning back to laugh at me (at least he's printing, now that he is sufficiently amused) and then, while I was on the phone, getting myself into a so-not-needed date for tonight over the barking of the dog, I was delivered a package (the reason the dog barked), and what do I find?

My A-Team Season 3 DVDs.
*sigh*
I'm really not meant to write this application, am I?

But I will be strong and resist the temptation of auto chases and gay men with machine guns. I will not watch a single episode until this application is finished. And the other one, too, the one that has to be there on...Saturday??? Uh oh.
*runs away*

Edited five hours later: Wrote and sent away one application. The other will have to wait until tomorrow, as it requires a handwritten CV, and I'm not even going to try at this time of the day. Watched the first ten minutes of The A-Team "3x01 Bullets and Bikinis", which were full of gay and Hannibal/Face love. Watched Bones.
Note to self: When will you ever learn not to watch Bones for lunch? And no, you can't watch CSI when you eat either.

Off to take the dog for another walk, and then it's the date! Yay! Which, you know, isn't a real date-y date, just me meeting a friend and helping her out with lots of stuff that I should really get paid for, but I guess that's what friends are for.
*looks at A-Team DVDs and imagines her evening with them*
*sigh*