Journal of: Che-li'na ter i'aa (RGC: A2-8s3i1)
PJ03-3021:11-2
This night may have been the most embarrassing evening of my career.
Somehow instead of a normal review of our research's progress, it became some sort of social event done for the sake of publicity. This isn't a bulletin of course, but instead a gathering of many wealthy socialites all just there to hear about the interesting things this particular group of people (our 'investors') has put some cash into. In addition to experiencing some strange social habits.
I dislike wearing a dress, quite a lot. Something about wearing a dress makes my fur stand out, it's so uncomfortable.
Being uncomfortable physically and mentally while standing in front of a large room full of people, and trying to address a project--the report on which was written as a simple essay for a couple of people--while stuttering on every third word, is not the kind of evening I enjoy.
It's exhausting, so I'm probably going to settle in for an early night. It sure doesn't leave me feeling hopeful for tomorrow. I just no I'm going to be driving myself mad until something comes back to me from this.
Did I mention how much I dislike dresses?
pensively, Che-aa
This night may have been the most embarrassing evening of my career.
Somehow instead of a normal review of our research's progress, it became some sort of social event done for the sake of publicity. This isn't a bulletin of course, but instead a gathering of many wealthy socialites all just there to hear about the interesting things this particular group of people (our 'investors') has put some cash into. In addition to experiencing some strange social habits.
I dislike wearing a dress, quite a lot. Something about wearing a dress makes my fur stand out, it's so uncomfortable.
Being uncomfortable physically and mentally while standing in front of a large room full of people, and trying to address a project--the report on which was written as a simple essay for a couple of people--while stuttering on every third word, is not the kind of evening I enjoy.
It's exhausting, so I'm probably going to settle in for an early night. It sure doesn't leave me feeling hopeful for tomorrow. I just no I'm going to be driving myself mad until something comes back to me from this.
Did I mention how much I dislike dresses?
pensively, Che-aa