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And my GED scores are officially scored and wow. That's something I never actually thought I'd end up doing. Now I get to look at schools for the winter session since it's too late for fall enrollment.

Look at me getting my life together.

[Percy]
Seriously though, thank you.

And I sent the scores to you since I know you need it for...whatever official reason you'd need them given the whole paying for it and school thing so I can keep working for you.

Oh for Christ's sake people learn to read contracts before you sign them. Read not skim. I did not go to the trouble of filling the thing out WITH YOU to make sure everything you wanted for your event was in there and telling you four times that the deposit was nonrefundable and that I needed 72 hours notice for a cancellation. 72. Not 24. Not 36. 72. Minimum. Because I have to contact everyone that I hired and signed contracts with for your event and cancel them.

And I paid those deposits out of the deposit you gave me. Also even with you cancelling? I've put in a number of hours organizing this that I could have spent on other clients. Clients that didn't call on a Friday night to cancel their Saturday party. At 9 on Friday night actually. As I'm getting ready to go out myself. So thanks for being an inconsiderate asshole and ruining my night by not following the contract and calling earlier.

And even after I reminded you of the contract you signed and emailed it to you again so that you could read it over again and see I wasn't, as you put it, "bullshitting to keep the money", you still want a refund of your deposit in full? No. I don't work for free any more than you do. Go ahead and have your lawyers contact me. I'll show them the contract that you signed with me stating that you understood my policies.

[Margo]
I took the flask back. I have a feeling I'm going to need it the next few days.

[Felix]
Next buy's on me darling. I needed it after that call.

[Minako]
I'll leave their papers in your desk just in case their lawyers do show up so you can give them a paper copy. If they call - just send it on over to my phone. This is one customer you don't need to protect from me with their idiocy. They've more than earned anything I say to them.

I can tell you for nothing that being punched twice in the jaw in so many weeks is not fun.

Honestly don't know if the second one even counts when it happened in a dream though the reality of it suggests otherwise.

And reliving a break up? Super fun, by the way.

And some of our neighbors think I'm spoiled and entitled because Father pays the rent and my bills while I go to school. At least I don't think that I have some kind of claim on laundry room usage for our building and that I'm doing everyone a huge favor by allowing them to use the machines like the guy I ran into down there this afternoon when I was starting a load. One machine already in use so I'm loading the other one when this guy comes in and starts giving me a bunch of shit about how he guesses he'll just have to be okay with waiting to use the machine while I'm still loading the one I'm using. All the whole he's coming closer and trying to peek into the machine to see how much I'm putting in there, like he's going to ask if he could dump some of his own things in there or convince me to let him go first or something.

I looked at him and told him yeah he was going to have to wait. Because I got down there first and was already loading the machine. And actually I think I was being pretty nice about the whole thing, for me at least, by not telling him to just fuck off. But when he got pissed and started talking about how he's always having to wait for the machines because other people are always using them. Which it's a community laundry room - what do you expect? Them to clear it with you before doing their laundry? Get over yourself. I've met actors on Father's film sets that were less full of themselves than this guy.

Which he didn't seem to enjoy me telling him. Or my telling him that if he feels that strongly about not wanting to wait for a machine to be available to buy a house with it's own laundry room or get a washer/dryer installed in his apartment. The complex we live in them has them. You can get one put in and your rent will go up each month by like 50 bucks. I looked into it a couple months ago. I spend less than that each month going down to the laundry room and using the machines.

So I read an article earlier today that definitely falls into the "Mother Nature is stranger than fiction" category. AKA an extinct bird came back from the dead. Basically, this species of bird went extinct when the sea level rose over 100,000 years ago, but it re-evolved after the sea level fell and now lives on the same island it had lived on before it went extinct.

This isn't an anomaly, such things have happened before where a species has gone extinct only for it to re-evolve again from the same ancestor. The process is called iterative evolution, and this is just one other area of my line of work that endlessly fascinates me. I mean, what are the odds of a species going extinct, only to later on re-evolve from the same ancestor? It's kind of mind-blowing to think about how evolution can take the same exact steps, or relatively the same steps and come to the same result.