2004-08-11 - 7:48 a.m.

Well, where do I begin?

Angry Scottish Jackass at work has regular meetings in which he threatens the job security of staff. He called two of my co-workers that not so pleasant "c" word, in front of other people, no less. While I am assured that my job is secure by my more sane supervisors, Langoki is job searching, again.

Play reading went well, very well in fact. Looks like I may have a production or two down the pipeline. I have to say, 11 days in, I'm really liking 25.

Most importantly, I'm going to Michigan for a week of fun, sun, and familial obligation. 2 out of 3 ain't bad. And I will have John, and he will assuage the loonies, and teach me how to waltz, and do the things he does that just make me smile.

This has been a truly cliche-ridden post, but it is 8 in the morning, and I only really have one eye open, so I guess it's to be expected.

Anyway, now is a good time for a vacation, because DC has turned into some sort of fascist state with the car searching and the checkpoints and the screwing up half my drive to work. It won't get back to my reliable old inefficient city until November. I wish I could be on vacation until November. Ah well.

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