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This was no "lol" matter in Meredith's opinion. She was stuck trying to hack her way into her computer that was on its last gigabyte of life and prepairing to crash into oblivion. "You piece of shit." She muttered. That thing had cost a fortune and hadn't last her barely a year before calling it quits. Alex must have downloaded a bunch of porn on it because he thought it would be "funny" if it popped up while she was trying to work with some new band or manager who would not find it funny. Oh well, things break and get outdated. At least she had her laptop and a digital office at home to work on all of her projects that kept piling up. It was a good thing she hadn't chosen to do models. Everyone knows that she couldn't have handled the bitchy models throwing up in her office trash can and whining about "oh that picture makes my pores look huge" or "that picture makes my ass look fat" they never seemed to figure that they were the problem and not her photograping skills.
Meredith had spent most of the day in a daze. It had been one of the few slow days FSR ever had during the winter. Most bands recorded inbetween November and January in order to start touring early in the year. So it was refreshing that she could have a semi-quiet day to work on her damned computer and finish up some final album cover art for a few cd releases in the next few days. Album art was her favorite. She could pick any color scheme and mold it into her mood and if it didn't work out, she could try again and again until everyone agreed that it was what they wanted. She personally hated it when they held a competition for an album cover competition, but it was generally just what the label wanted to do.
She sighed and dove for the big red couch on the other side of the room and looked up to the ceiling, bringing her hand high infront of her and peeling at the worn nailpolish on her thumb. Her mind wondered off into things she could be doing instead of wandering about the studio anylonger. It was apart of her double-header disease. Okay, well she had never been diagnosed with OCD or ADHD, but she was most assuredly a candidate for the medications. She finally let the hand free fall onto her stomach and with a loud "WHAP" she winced. That probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but it was heavy and she was..not the least bit worried about a hand-shaped bruise on her stomach.
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