After the unfortunate incident at the Christmas party, I realized something. I realized that I needed some sort of safety net for myself if things ever went south. Everyone's heard of VILE and its elusive leader. I did some discrete digging around to find out how to get in contact with the organization. Thankfully, I was able to show that I had potential and the rest is history.
(I'm already in the process of planning out a journal to go into more detail about Emma's decision to join VILE. Hopefully I'll get that out sometime in the near future.)
ACME was never an option. It seemed counter-intuitive to do the kind of work I do surrounded by a bunch of detectives. I'm not one to poke a sleeping bear.
((So... the folks called me upstairs to help figure out how to get their SSI paperwork to the new landlord... we were discussing it, when the landlord emailed that all three of us are denied... mostly the main thing was "poor rental history; insufficient income (they're on SSI); no credit file; if no judgment was rendered on them after they appealed the initial eviction notice, then they gave their 30 days notice, can they rescind that (this is Minnesota, ya shure, ya betcha) and stay?
Michelangelo wrote a poem about how much he hated painting the Sistine Chapel...One translation of the poem he sent to his friend begins: I’ve already grown a goiter from this torture, hunched up here like a cat in Lombardy(or anywhere else where the stagnant water’s poison).
Something just dawned on me. You know how we went from two digit years to four digit years because of the Y2K bug? In like 9K years we'll have to go to 5 digit years to combat the problem again