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So here's the deal. In the dream, you gather up four or five of the people you spend the most time with in reality, and you all play this game where you do things that are supposed to wake you up from dreams, like falling off cliffs and listening hard for your alarm to go off. If you actually wake up, you lose. Then, because you only woke up for a second, you slip back into the dream and can't play anymore. But, as a consolation, everyone else in the dream has taken off one item of clothing. They continue until one person remains, still blissfully asleep somewhere, but in the dream totally naked.

Seriously. Strip dream poker.

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Well, the decision was made for me. Today I was offered the choice between immediate termination or giving my two weeks notice. My last day will officially be the 19th, unless they don't schedule me for that day in which case I guess it will be...earlier.

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I came home, told R that I quit my job, and checked my email.

There was a job interview request in my mailbox.

What the shit. Granted, it's for an unpaid part-time internship, but still. Holy fucking crap.

You guys have been amazing today about the whole firing-except-really-quitting thing. I'm actually not at all unhappy about it -- it's a relief that the decision was made for me. I won't go into how it went down, but someone leapt to conclusions and someone else took it as an excuse and they were quite surprised that I didn't grovel for my job, I think.

Anyway, Big Boss's boss, who I got mouthy with, scowls hilariously every time she sees me, and one of the new guys came up to me in the coatroom and said that if he were treated the way I was he'd quit too. He's not, because he's gay and pretty and Big Boss wants to sleep with him, we none of us have any illusions about that. But you can't blame a guy for being the target of a dickhead's affection.

So that's the state of things, ie, WEIRD. :D