And this is the hallway where I was standing when I heard that voice telling me I’m in the wrong place. It’s not a literal voice, but I’m not prepared to say that makes me any less crazy, or that it makes the voice any less right. Even though my life is amazing and perfect. But amazing and perfect aren’t always the goal. So because I am who I am and because my life is what it is, that means a lot of things are ending here in Emerald City. But it also means a lot of things are about to start.
More like Rufio’s Movie Ruiner amirite
The line for the Superfight booth.
This is my kind of shit.
Hey Seattle hey.
Getting on a plane like The Beatles.
I haven’t been in here in a few weeks. Now that all of the copies of Superfight are in Skybound’s warehouse, I can use this place for making the things I want to make. I can make as much noise and dust and fumes as I want here, and I will. When I get home next week, I will finally clear this place out and start the exact life I have always wanted. And I think some really cool shit is going to come from that.
Baseless rumors starting at the Skybound office.
My judgement cometh.
Found out the campus where I attended then left then worked then taught for over half my life is back in session, and I didn’t even think about it. I’m thinking of picking up a class a semester there because I miss teaching and now I have time for it. Except now I’ll dress like Snape and be a dick to the students and make them bring me burritos or I’ll fail them. That’s what early retirement is all about, having the opportunity to dress like Snape, be a dick to students, and get free burritos.