Thesaurus Rex (virtuistic) wrote,
Thesaurus Rex

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The rebellion begins....

I didn't go to work today. I should've, and it was wrong of me to sleep through it... still, I can't really feel very guilty. They haven't paid me in a month, and I'm not going to recruit more people for them to not pay. I don't really know what I'll say, keeping this job isn't really a priority. I'm pretty sure my key wouldn't have opened up the building anyway, 'cause they do lock it on Saturday but... I uh, I don't know. I'll probably head down there to see how many angry messages there are on the machine and pick up the mail.

Yesterday was constant running. One thing right after the other all the time. Right after work I was going to an interview, right after the interview we went to a Midsummer Night's Dream, right after the play I was over to Alex's. I was wiped out.

The play was a riot. Nic - being an angel - got there early and saved us literally the best seats in the house. It was fantastic, and hilarious. At one point I think I fell into Faith, I was laughing so hard. It was delightful too because this is the first time when the lovers weren't boring and oh-so-desperately pleading. Actually, I'm very surprised they aren't covered in bruises. Anyway, if we be friends, you'll heed my reccing and go!

The beagle just full-face squinched at me! N'awwwww!

It's Saturday? How did that happen? Shouldn't I be doing something? I'm lost! Help!
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