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[numberoneblind]

yeargh. tonight? was bloodyfuckinginsane. when your favorite coworker writes a 2-weeks-notice letter that features the phrase "bite me", you know it is not a good night. mostly it was just the awkward blend of my will-do-anything-to-make-people-I-care-about-not-be-upset tendency coming up against angrytensehyperrageness that made me want to run the fuck away. not that there weren't a few minor good points tonight, but by and large, dramatastical badness. I was planning on working until September 9th but with Rorik gone I'll probably leave a bit sooner, I don't think I'll be able to deal with that job if I have to actually work with the managers.