This isn't really happening.

Feb 18, 2003 10:53

Forgive me for wanting to stay a little longer at the Hotel Denial. They have such a nice mini-bar.

Couldn't even get to my desk this morning, the halls were so crammed. Feels like all the truants in the neighborhood ( flimsy cover stories about "distance learning", my ass) came floating out of the woodwork like Hr'angga demons, ready to spit slime all over the new scuff-free floors.

Had to break up five physical fights, one over a non-fat yogurt and one involving what I hope to God was Play-doh, before even getting to my desk.

Know what this means. Wish I didn't, though.

Got to go find the Counselor.
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