How on the friggin earth did I get myself into this?
Right now I am sitting in a windowless lab...wait, I lied. There's a window. It's right in front of my face. Haang on, that's impossible. We're in a basement and there is an office on the side of that wall the window is on.
....
You guys. The window is actually a mirror. They stuck a mirror in the wall and made it look exactly like a window and then they actually hung up sad, beige "curtains" that look suspiciously like berber carpet.
They actually built a completely implausible fake window in here.
Who am I, and why am I unable to just not either attempt to overachieve or stop caring about everything entirely? I guess I can cut myself some slack. Some of my reasoning for staying ridiculously busy is because I desperately miss Clad. Let's be honest, it's kind of sucky when half your life goes to Japan.
Almost as sucky as fake and stupidly placed mirror/windows.
On to the figures section...
Love,
Lizzy ;)
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