It’s Easter Sunday and guess where I am? Yep! Fuck my life. Since it’s
Easter the only people here are Asian tourists and heathen art school students.
Otherwise it’s going to be a slow day up here on the 4th Floor. I am
at the half-way point of the day and there has been 53 people up here so far.
These are obviously the diehard art fanatics. Everyone with a life is at home
with their families. I know I’m not obviously, but everyone’s out of town
anyway.
Mismanagement and the assistant director are here today. It’s fucking Easter! Go home! Mismanagement always
says she’s cool with God, but I don’t believe it. She’s the devil’s own. I know Predator will be here tonight. Now that’s a guy with no life.
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