I'm back from outer space. Back to my job under the full moon. My boss is really unhappy, she tells me this all the time. Today, she gave me chocolates shaped like yellow baby chicks. I have an interview tomorrow. How to convince people that I am the perfect person for the job? I really am too. Except for my hatred of office-y environments, excel, and authority. Besides those things, I am perfect for it. If you missed the strange news about the SPACE ICE that fell in Oakland the other day, well, too bad for you.
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