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2006-11-13 - 10:25 a.m.

This is a temporary job, scheduled to end after fifteen weeks.

The first week, I was told that I should apply for a real job here, that they think I would be an asset to their company.

I smiled and said I would think about it, but I didn't mean it. There was nothing to think about. My wanderlust tells me that even fifteen weeks here is too long.

This is why I've never kept a girlfriend.

Today I was told I shouldn't apply for a job here. Not because I am any less capable than I was before, but the girl who told me this now said: "It will kill you, like it's killing me." Honest to god.

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