Confession: I reaaaaaaallly love it when C calls me Katie. Which is irrational because Katie is my name (well, Kate). All the fucking time sometimes the amount of silly irrational things that he does that make me happy are just too much for even me to handle, so I can't imagine how people reading this must feel. Too bad for you, coming expecting snarky, cynical commentary on things like salad ingredients and office tom-foolery, and instead getting a big fat healthy dose of lovey-dovey.
I'm not sorry :)
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