My days, filled with monotony - exactly why can't I have something interesting to do? It's not like I'm stupid. I work far better when I don't have a portfolio. When I'm off the leash, as it were. Able to think and act of my own free will. I want to come up with something new and exciting and clever, but my hands are firmly tied. Tied with chains of gold, of course, but it doesn't matter what I'm bound by, I'm still bound.
A printout of the following transcript has been pinned up on my desk for nearly a year now... I really ought to share it with everyone.
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