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Iapos;ve lived a rather sordid life. Iapos;ve hurt many people without turning my head to peek at their misery. None of it ever concerned me. My excuse is that I was young and selfish and I would have done anything to make it stay that way. However, I know Iapos;ve made mistakes and no one seems to understand that I am owning up to them only now because I realize that I am an adult now. I am ready to take responsibility for my actions but no one wants to give me a chance. So I have to take drastic measures to get my point across. Shirly belongs with me. She belongs to me. I will deliver this one last blow and be done with the past and live my happy life with the woman I love.

I am now sitting in this board meeting; about to take Kateapos;s beloved job from her and when she thinks thatapos;s bad, I will completely crush her with my new-found evidence.

"I feel that I can bring this company back from being the underdog to new heights. I think you will find my offer is quite attractive," I stated confidently as I slid the paper with the magic number on it to the CEO.

He must have enjoyed it because his response was exactly what I hoped for. This is honestly the most money I have ever spent on a woman so I know I love her. I know I never much cared for look at one in their lowest and most miserable state but I had to peek at Kate. I almost drooled in bliss at her agony. She tried to keep a poker face but I saw right through it like crystal clear glass.

The meeting was brief, we made the exchange, I signed paperwork, and most had left the room, Kate included. When I left the conference room, I saw everyone back at their work areas. Kate, however, was packing up her office. I knew it was quite bold of me to exchange words with her but I had to.

"And where are you off to so early in the work day?"
"You must think you are so suave, Xander. But I wonapos;t sit here and let you fire me. Iapos;d rather quit," she said with a snarl.
"Why do you think I want to fire you? I was thinking you could be my Vice President," I lied.
"Iapos;m not an idiot. You wouldnapos;t have even thought of buying this company if it meant you couldnapos;t fire me," she picked up a box and proceeded out the door but turned to say, "I will return for the rest of my things later."

I had gotten one task completed. I had no intention of bringing this company back from down under. I was going to make sure it plummeted further into the ground. But not before I made the money I spent on it back. I was going to the usual place for lunch when I noticed Shirly and Kate were actually there today. I was surprised that Kate wasnapos;t curled up in bed from depression. She really was a strong woman. I was contemplating hatching my grand scheme here but decided to retreat. Tomorrow was another day. A better day, I felt.

I returned to my hotel to find my door was slightly ajar. I entered with caution and looked in the bathroom, the closet, the kitchen area, but I got to the bedroom and there was a familiar figure sitting on the bed.
"Caleigh...heh...youapos;ve got some nerve showing up here, you dirty slut," I smirked.
She returned my smirk and then some which threw me off-guard. What was that about?
"You can stop calling me that now. I know what you did and I wonapos;t let you call me out of name anymore," she paused, "And to think I almost apologized to you for something that never happened."
"Heh," I chuckled, "so that guy blabbed? Interesting."
"Iapos;ve known for a long time but you were with Shirly so I refused to disrupt anything. But now you arenapos;t and I will make sure it stays that way."
And then, she pulled out a gun.
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Yesterday, I saw Avenue Q and Carousel in the same day. O_O

I went to Indy with Rian and her dad to see Avenue Q, and it was fucking awesome. So funny. Oh wow. I laughed really hard. During the collection hat song, they ran out into the audience with hats for people to put money in, and Rian put in a red thong with a five dollar bill paperclipped to it. The girl with the hat went, "Thank you so much :D"

We got to meet a couple of the cast members afterwards, and they were really nice. One of them was the girl with the hat, and she said that they totally wouldapos;ve used the thong for some improv it that hat had been on top of the pile when they were tallying their riches.

We ate dinner at IHOP :D

After that, they dropped me off at South to see Carousel with Sao. It was really good. Oh wow. I almost cried. (Sao did cry.)

And now, I should be reading my Blender book for my class.
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Stationary, I am a paperphile, I�love sleek fountain pens and pretty pads and swanky leather bound note books, canapos;t get enough of them, over the years I�must have spent hundreds on paper and paper related products of every hue and description. My dream one day is to own a Mont Blanc fountain pen, which will be filled with ledger book blue ink (a sort of blue/black) and open an exquistely hand crafted, beautifully tooled italian leather bound note book and write something beautiful and perhaps then illuminate it with any one of the expensive calligrpahy sets that I�own.

BUT�ITapos;S NEVER�GOING�TO�BLOODY�HAPPEN

Do you know why? Well I�shall tell you why, because it irks me, really really irks me. I have at least a half a dozen 59p red and black style knock offs from staples, which have been filled, scrawled in hurriedly (and I�use the word scrawled in the loosest possible sense as even my scruffy handwriting is still incredibly elegant, hehe the benefit of a catholic education in my formative years and being made to write in copperplate), with nary a mistake in any of them. They are the result of 5 years worth of work and research and operations completed of various kinds. BUT the minute, the bloody minute I�buy a decent book to transcribe it all in, with a pretty decent �50 Cross fountain pen, I�can guarantee there will be a mistake on the very first page, and my inner OCD canapos;t cope with that, the book is then ruined, itapos;s purpose nullified, it has been marked as profane, so it will be cast aside like so many before.

Oh I�have tried so carefully remove that offending first (and last) page, but the words that were written, the offending mistake seep through the leaves of the folio like red wine seeping slowley across a snow white table cloth, you can wash it, you can bleach it, but never, never will that table cloth have such a brilliant hue, ruined
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