instead of doing productive cake-round baking.

in protest!

the headphones they made me remove [thereby subjecting me to the soulcrushing tendencies of satellite radio] despite my best efforts to convince them h.phones were part of my [[non-existent]] costume.

i relay via textmessaging this info to seymore. he responds with "nice try, did u also add ur disgruntled demeanor was not a costume?" i chuckled to myself and wondered when i would get to play kissyface with him again.

then i decorated a vegan carrot cake [made with honey] with honey creamcheese frosting. [[people order v. fucked up things.]]

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the former HR woman who had done my initial job interview was hit-and-run-killed at a nearby [to work] intersection saturday afternoon. her and i share/d an alma mater. she was the extent of my networking.

i hardly knew her; she was let-go relatively soon after i had started working.

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the thought of climbing out of bed to hand out candy irritates me.