A Rambling Recap

So,
When I met with the Director last week after arriving from my vacay, he asked me if I was leaving.
After much confusion as to what prompted this, I was incredulous, like, 'no dude why would you even ask me that?'. It was very unnerving and sudden. We've never spoken of this in over five years, so I don't know what prompted him to even ask.

Anyways. Today, there's no A/C or water at work, so I don't know if that was his very subtle hint, haha.

But yeah, man.
Weird.

Now he's giving me ideas and stuff, mannn.

I still think I should be a mustashara. That's like, my ultimate life goal. All of the money without the hours, and all of the decision-making without the responsibility.

Basically, island-living.
And not Failicha, thankyouverymuch!

Ehhhh,
Oh well.

So!
How are you, sand-covered denizens?