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Temperature leaving Troy this morning: -7F. Oi. Other news- I have…

How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

run the fuck away

Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).

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run the fuck away
Temperature leaving Troy this morning: -7F.

Oi.

Other news- I have a whopping large class of five students today, and am expected to stay late for Franchise Friday. Oh wait... schway, I just got an idea, and it's nasty.

"Hey Tom, I just wanted to let you know, I managed to arrange some driving practice- but it's at five-thirty today, and I've gotta be in Troy by then, so I'm gonna have to bug out of FF."

When Greg's around, I don't mind FF so much, I sit, ignore the brainwashing, and then go home, not getting home signifgantly later than normal. Say, 5:45 or so. Maybe six. But if I stay for FF without Greg, I'm looking at not getting home until 7ish.

I like my excuse. I'll have to run that by him. It's a wonderfully ironic twist.
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