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I feel as if I have had a sudden ephiphany. I don't want to go to work today. Or ever again. To think, how foolishly boring and wasted my life here has been up until now.
That's it! I'm quitting my job! And I want to celebrate it!
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I hate my new work. There is no satisfaction in it. There is no challenge. It is nothing but busy work. There is no work to take home with me after hours. I am higher qualified than this... this is a waste of my ability ( Read more... ) -
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... I can't say the prospect of moving bothers me at all. I think the person I'll miss least is that Engarde fool. I doubt I could be dealing with people I like much less than I was before.
The prospect of doing any other sort of work, however, is unacceptable.
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An assigned ate, or execution? Anyone who knows me, I'm sure you're aware what I think of this already. What total foolhardy foolishness. This whole place is that way often ( Read more... ) -
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Perfection is imperfection... nonsense. That's just a foolish thing people say to comfort them over their failure to reach perfection. I will not sugar coat the harsh realities of life.
However, truth be told ... no human is perfect, and I'd do well to accept that, hm? I think that maybe the first time someone hasn't expected me to have to be ( Read more... ) -
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... I'm a fool. Rarely do I ever drink, but I really drank a lot of wine last... ugh, the hangover made me late for work. Sure... it was 10 minutes, but I was late... how foolish and shameful.
I'm not talking to Miles. Or any of them. Nor am I asking for Balthier's help. I don't need them. I don't need need anyone. I've never needed anyone. ( Read more... ) -
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That fool...
Miles Edgeworth, Phoenix Wright, Godot... they're all a bunch of fools. Having some foolish... some disgusting three way relationship between the them. It sickens me...
... Wright... that doesn't surprise me, but Godot? The fact that foolish fact was something I never saw coming just makes it all the worse.
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Ugh, it wasn't a dream. I suppose I'm lucky to have not noticed it all this time, but ... I'm neighbors with... Matt Engarde. The foolish thought makes me seethe with anger.
... I'm not like my brother. I don't possess his natural hatred of criminals. I mean, yes, I do hate criminals, but not like Miles does. I don't seethe with a desire to ( Read more... ) -
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It feels good to be in my office again. Or my house for that matter. Even a genius like myself lacks enough verbiage to adequately explain how much I hate this foolishly foolish foolhardy place run by foolish fools who foolishly fool around with other foolhardyfool's lives.
Over working they said... for shame. They know nothing about over working ( Read more... ) -
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Our case, Miles. Here is a list of evidence I have compiled regarding it.
~Blast to the Past Thrift Store safe: money was stolen; safe bares Balthier's fingerprints
~Security cameras: turned off during time of the crime
~Body: found in front of Blast to the Past Thrift Store the day after the crime; cause of death: a single gunshot to the head, right ( Read more... )