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when i got out of the shower this morning, after much procrastination, i found griffin in our bed. he was right under the covers on my side of the bed, and he just stared at me. i swear, he was saying, "don't go to work. it's gonna be bad...." when i got to work (right at 9am) the entire office was empty and the room pitch dark. i wondered if i had gotten confused and came to work on a sunday. folks are now trickling in, but apparently we all have a case of the GD mondays.