The guy in the office next to mine is listening to what sounds like Russian radio, which, in itself is a bit odd, but not horribly so. Also, he sounds like he might be either having a heart attack, or getting off, a la our party conversation last night at Philip's. Would anyone else be curious about this?????
That is all for now. . . will write about my cynicism when I'm not procrastinating at the office, listening to what sounds like a suspiciously large old man either dying or experiencing la petite mort. Oh, to work in a Psych ward.... errrr, Department.
That is all.
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A Childish Charlatan's Charades About Chicago. (Formerly: A myopic misanthrope's misadventures in Massachusetts.)
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Dude, ew.
-- Bil
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