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Dec 30, 2007 12:44

My last day at Guess I managed to weasel out looking like a bitch. Weaseling out always makes one into a bitch, but I was going to quit and not weasel away. I tossed all my drug paraphernalia and then checked on the dumpster two days later. Would I have dumpster dived? Cutting right through the happiness of my retail career hiatus is sickness... There are people I'd like to see or have seen the last couple of days, but all i want to do is sleep...

I'm going to extend my break. Artist Trust will understand. Also they will be relieved of the awkwardness post holiday bash.
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