Tired of being tired.

Bored of being bored.

Wish something would happen.

Anything happening?

Can't sleep.

Counting ballerinas.

Hey.

I'm back.

Okay, kid, I came to see Prince of Ankh.

You have to come with me to see the Llamedese druid choir in the Temple of Small Gods next week.

Cultural exchange, see?

Seymour... tell me you're kidding. Please. Seriously. Not funny.

I am alive, people. What've I missed ( Read more... )

I hate weasely bloody damned lawyers. Bloody technicalities, bloody wasted time, bloody *Slant*

The list of things I hate is becoming somewhat extensive.

Landlords. I hate landlords, and the extortionate prices they attempt to charge, and the bloody intrusive questions, and... Damn.I want to go back to the Opera House, but apparently I'm needed ( Read more... )

Things I have learned about lawyers:

* they work entirely too hard.
* they drink from evening until early morning.
* they sleep from early morning until slightly later in the early morning.
* they get up early. Early.
* I am expected to adhere to this schedule.

Damn.

I have now been reassigned to work in the Lawyers Guild for some time. Yeah, thanks. This is going to be... interesting.

Dwayne Dibley at your service. DWAYNE DIBLEY?! I hate my life...

Why do I get the feeling this will involve more *libraries*?

I am completely bloody exhausted. Never mind why. Back from bloody Uberwald, presents delivered, beer drunk, hangover duly dealt with ( Read more... )