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It's not the two days thus far spent half-heartedly playing computer games. That's fine - tomorrow I'll be so over it I'll start doing real stuff.

It's having to update my sodding resume.

So. I'm going to throw it open to you guys. Write me a resume.

For whatever job you think I'd like.

sol.
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From: [identity profile] tyggerjai.livejournal.com
I don't think it's your finest effort (perhaps a touch derivative?), but overall, a solid A-.

sol.
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From: [identity profile] weasels-of-fire.livejournal.com
Hey, I had just woken up, and was struggling for material, choked as I was with the combination of cat feculence fumes and the fact that someone next door was playing Pink fucking Floyd really loudly. Philistines.

I was going to make it an application for a bodyguard, but I didn't know if you were a Paul Simon fan, and I like to limit my typing of the word 'Al' to under seven times a day.
From: [identity profile] weasels-of-fire.livejournal.com
Ooooh, you've just received a reply to your application...

Dear Herr Scrubbington,
Let me sleep on it.
Love Poofy Limp-Wristed Casting Director.
PS. I really rather enjoyed the jpgs you attached with your application. You don't happen to have any close-ups of the BGT
donkey sausage ones, do you?

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А сегодня что для завтра сделал я

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