So! This excercise was sort of a miniature version of your Game Lab experience to come - four months of work stages, condensed into a few hours. // So what feelings did arise from your own work?
Hellooo sorry I'm late! (I "was" hangover.) / *: I was still quite fucking hangover. // ...Blah blah... Your assignment is to... Bluh bluh... The customer will arrive at... Bloo bloo... // This is all very intriguing, however all my willpower is currently going into my trying not to puke. // THE CUSTOMER IS A MENOPAUSAL CRAZY TYRANT. // Omg now I'm gonna barf.
In conclusion! / I am irresponsible, lazy, unable and unwilling to change plans, rude, etc. But if you can't handle me at my worst then that's too fucking bad because I don't have a best. So yeah glad to have made business with your sorry ass! Boop-boop-a-doop!
Then some person called me and asked me for a beer with them "long time no see" or something and I can't remember for the life of me who this person is. / So apparently I am also wooden in the head, boo fucking hoo! // Also my tragus piercing hurts and I'm pissed off.
