Emily called me up in the morning to say that she wouldn't make it into work. This was a most unfortunate sate of affairs because my boss had decided that we were going to have a day-long meeting to discuss the future direction of the company. I had spent zero time thinking about it and therefore had fuck all idea about what to do. I thought that at least if Emily was there I wouldn't look so stupid as she wouldn't have any ideas either. As it turned out the meeting mainly consisted of my boss telling us how the company was going and what his plans were for the future.
Read a shit collection of short stories by Murakami. I absolutely hate short stories but still seem to find myself reading them quite often. I also hate Murakami.
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