A disaster at work. All my statistical analysis from the entire week is gone.

Apparently I should have backed it up as every now and again one of the servers goes down and is wiped. As the data were all in a numbers programme backing it up wasn't as easy as it sounds. I punch the keyboard with my fists and almost break it shocking everyone in the lab.

I decide to leave for a coffee and drink this calmly whilst considering my options. I could stay in all weekend whilst the data is still fresh in my mind. But I was supposed to spend it with James. I can always stay late during the week. I decide to go with the latter option.

The prof calls me into his office in the afternoon and we end up talking about a number of things. He tells me that he knows about James. He also tells me that he doesn't have a problem with inter-office relationships but he also tells me to be careful. I ask him what he means but he declines to elaborate.

It gets close to six and James calls to tell me that he's meeting friends tomorrow and asks if he can put our weekend away on hold. I reluctantly agree and decide to spend all weekend at my desk. Number crunching.

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