the perks of being a wallflower

Ennui — A. @ 10:14 pm

> Daft Punk - Fresh

I really want to write a letter to the editor about this Tracy and Amanda thing… but I don’t think that it’s a good idea to ruffle my boss’s feathers at the time that I’m going to be leaving. Even though it would give me great satisfaction, having an assured good reference from my first job ever gives me much more satisfaction than the puerile pleasure I would get from writing the letter.

I must take solace in the fact that Amanda will always be a pathetic nobody craving attention, doing anything to attempt to destroy everyone else’s life to distract everyone from the fact that she has done nothing with hers. I must channel the Caterine Vauban in me. Everything will be destroyed. Life is meaningless suffering.

Oh cool! Patrick just signed on. He’s totally cool. I am the master of trite teenage sayings tonight. He’s not talking to me. I need to go to sleep. Now.

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