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This is the Face of Cold Comfort



Or fiendish glee. Y'know. Whatever.

Hal's cleaning his office by giving me stuff. He gave me two ongoing projects, three books, and three fat binders just now. He reassures me that it could be worse, as witnessed by all the stuff he's not giving me. Like the 3' 5" or so pile of paper right there.

Um. Yay?

**ETA: The amount of paper Hal is throwing away = one hobbit. This confuddles me even more.

**ETA2: And then it occurred to me the stuff I STILL ended up with is ALSO the size of a hobbit. So I ended up with one paper hobbit instead of two? So I'll be okay so long as they don't drink from the Ents' spring?

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