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.