So it's 8:30 PM.
Where am I? I'm at work. I've been here since 8:20 AM. Twelve hours of work at this place. No lunch, because it was primarily tentacles (I'm tired of tentacles now) and I'm just about done.
The amount of work we put in here is, frankly, insane. Eighty students each, speech contests, schoolwide competitions, handouts, certficates, endless meetings. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid with a normal job... On the plus side I get to ass-around for most of the day, while everyone else screws up their plans, and makes me stay until 9PM.
So tired now.
Hungry too.
you can't escape the real world... apparently.
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