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Mar 11, 2010 22:20

I hate taking the fall when I didn't actually do anything wrong, but not as much as I hate throwing someone under the bus. Two kinds of hate at war in me. Unbecoming. My relationship with my work is unhealthy. Equally gross.

But! I called France, Germany, and Singapore this week. How much crazier can it get?
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