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Accounting for Everything: Let's Pretend, For a Moment, That Last Entry Never Happened
Well, I guess we all know now, why I don't write screenplays.
Back to what I am semi-good at:
An Open Letter to the annoying woman with whom I share an office:
You had migraine today. Instead of shutting up about it, you gave me one.
You rambled on about how you weren't sure if you should take another migraine pill. I kept my back to you and continued to do work. You asked me if I was "even listening". I told you I was really trying hard not to.
The funny thing is, you think that's me being funny. Which makes me wonder what other rude things I can get away with saying to you.
I am sure something will come to me.
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