Correction: I wrote like seven pages the other morning. And on my first day at the new job I did a preliminary beat sheet for a horror movie I am thinking of writing.
Missed most of the Singularium wrap party last night, but I did get good and buzzed, which would have been enough to put me to sleep had I not lived above one of the hottest gay clubs in Downtown Richmond. I was up until 4:30, and I had to get up at 6:00.
Now I'm at work, being paid 18.85/hr to write this. God Bless America. Where's the coffee and Red Bull?
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That sounds a lot like my old job... and now I am in school with absolutely no extra money!
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