i opened a case file today regarding a woman who was dismissed from her job. the woman is addicted to cocaine and prescription drugs, has a recently diagnosed personality disorder, suffers from depression and has just split up with her angry lesbian lover. i read the file notes and i considered myself extrememly lucky. i believe in luck but the CG always says that you make your own.
2:54 p.m. - August 26, 2003
we measured the CG for his monkey suit last night (do i need to clarify that i'm talking about the top hat and tails for the wedding and not an actual monkey costume?) and then for some reason he decided to check me out with the tape-measure. my measurements were 36-27-34 and i couldn't help thinking that if i were tall and blonde i would be pretty damn hot.
i'm leaving work early today to go and see the doctor. i wonder how long i have left to live.
2:38 p.m. - August 26, 2003
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