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At last, my life is finally returning to its natural state: a boy-meets-world/Walter Mitty/burlesque farce/parody of itself.

I'm much more used to operating in these conditions.

On Wednesday night, I was fired for putting in my two weeks notice.

Heh heh, I couldn't make this stuff up.

Also, last night a mysterious journal appeared outside my bedroom door. It smells delicious and has a classical scene on the front, perhaps of Italy.

Yes, this is much more comfortable. Bring on the day.