Gridshell : Object Engagement by Russell Moreton Via Flickr: Weald and Downland Open Air Museum The Wellcome Trust Robert Burton ON melancholy I write of melancholy, by being busy to avoid melancholy than idleness, no better cure than business.

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Gridshell : Object Engagement by Russell Moreton Via Flickr: Weald and Downland Open Air Museum The Wellcome Trust Robert Burton ON melancholy I write of melancholy, by being busy to avoid melancholy than idleness, no better cure than business.
((i didnt even click anon tumblrs just being a dick tie))
( A dick tie. That's new.)
Red sunk down in his chair with a sigh. Finally the day was over. He couldn't wait until the weekend. This week was crazy. Non-stop phone calls and concerned teachers and students coming into his office. All of them were either screaming, crying or nagging him (sometimes a mixture of all of them). He was so revealed he could have fallen asleep right then and there. Thinking about the effort of having to walk back to his room made his head spin. The man slowly began to close his eyes.
Do we have life insurance on the students?
"...... Please don't hurt them."
............
Ew.
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“I’m not talking about drinking here.”
"... Green, just tell me already."
green-oak replied to your post: He leaned back a little, trying to gauge Red’s reaction, grin never leaving his face. “Just a little stress relief you know? Well I mean its not little, you can trust me on that one.”
“I’m just saying I can show you a go- Wait your office has a lock on it right?”
"A go? Go where?" He nodded at his question.
He leaned back a little, trying to gauge Red's reaction, grin never leaving his face. "Just a little stress relief you know? Well I mean its not little, you can trust me on that one."
Red didn't understand. "I don't get it..."