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I took an hour or two to myself today, to do some looking around for nice little shops and restaurants of report. I did find a lovely little Indian place, but more importantly, I found a beautiful piece on oil and canvas that I had to have.
I think I'll hang it in the living room. The other living room, I mean. Although it makes me wonder if I shouldn't open an art dealership or something of the sort. Not that what I'm doing right now isn't ah-- fulfilling. If you want. Simply that the pay is crap and there is no room for advancement. I don't like working for other people.
It is to think on.
Also, how now, all of you? Are any of your poor, miserable, wretched selves still stuck in the hospital? Are we all getting ourselves better so that I can stop pretending to have sympathy and asking once every three days how you are all feeling? At least you're not as bad as all of my employees at home. They want cards.
I think I'll hang it in the living room. The other living room, I mean. Although it makes me wonder if I shouldn't open an art dealership or something of the sort. Not that what I'm doing right now isn't ah-- fulfilling. If you want. Simply that the pay is crap and there is no room for advancement. I don't like working for other people.
It is to think on.
Also, how now, all of you? Are any of your poor, miserable, wretched selves still stuck in the hospital? Are we all getting ourselves better so that I can stop pretending to have sympathy and asking once every three days how you are all feeling? At least you're not as bad as all of my employees at home. They want cards.