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Jul 20, 2008 11:08

...I'm so sick of everything. It's just one thing after another after another and I can't catch a break.

My office blew up. It looks like a war zone. Which...it was. Nearly everything got incinerated and there's a goddamn hole in the wall where I got thrown through the window. Don't ask me how it happened; Headmaster Hand doesn't care because this school has no goddamn security cameras and I don't want to talk about it anyway.

I really liked that desk.

If you still need to come talk to me I'm sharing an office with Professor Olimar for the time being. It's right down the hall and you can find me there. Knock first, though.

That being said, I'll be heading home next weekend because I need to get away from this school and I haven't raced since God knows when and there's a qualifier that I really should go to. Any staff that's not Porky is welcome to join me, provided you find your own rides. It's not too far, I used to commute. Then again, I do drive at the speed of sound. We'll all go out for a drink after the race or something.
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Are you all right? Words can't describe how terrible I feel about Friday. I don't know what would have happened to me if you weren't.

If you'd like to come with me this weekend you're more than welcome to. I don't know if a race is your thing but I can take you and Lucas and even Ionia if you want. Professor Olimar's coming too so you three wouldn't be left alone while I'm racing by any means. And you and I can have that talk.

Just throwing that out there.
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The "find your own rides" thing doesn't apply to you guys. We'll take the Flyer, seeing as it's in pretty good shape now.
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Shit. I knew this would happen. He got hurt and it was all my fault.

What am I supposed to tell him? What am I even supposed to say?

racing, i have issues, fab four, business, weekend trip, ow my most of me, life's a bitch

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