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Worked today. Outside of wanting to bash Shirley in the office with the phone for various reasons *growl*, it was good. I reshelved a bit, learned how to check in/out, and my 'personal project' is taking off the old labels/putting new labels off the reference books. Much more intensive then it sounds, as it involves removing the protective layers of plastic and sometimes the book jackets. I want to hurt whoever put three layers of plastic on a paperback. Mrs. M. and I both are going to have to work on trying to save the covers of the paperbacks, sigh.

Our words of love have dissapeared

All right, this may be an odd question. But I've come to some realizations so, those of you with more life experience: how have you dealt with a breakup (in ways that don't involve controlled substances ~_^)? My coping mechanisms are failing me right now, and I really don't want to have a repeat of the last two years now.