Tuesday, May 6, 2008

...I came here on a train, in search of something pretty, it's my heart i have to blame...

the second day was much better than the first.
it's crazy to think that this is my new life.
I work on the 11th floor of an office in the galleria area.
I have a cubicle, a work email, and my own extension.

work is already getting so crazy. it's a little frightening.
i think i'll be ok.
in the end, i'll be ok.

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