I have a bad feeling about this.

//Firewalled Against Turner, his associates, and fucking everyone while I'm at it//
I'll admit, this hasn't been my best month ever. Okay, yeah, going back to boning Harmony was really stupid. Running around like a jackass in Paige's body was much, much dumber. Not double-checking Tucker's information? Gold medal in moron. Baiting Turner when my job is on the line also fails to qualify as my most brilliant moment ever. I'm not EVEN going to get started on the whole canoe safety thing...

So, yeah. I've made a mockery of myself... but I'll be damned if I'm not going to fight until I have nothing left in me. That job is MINE. I earned it, I owned it. They won't find better, and frankly? Who would hire me after all of this? I'm not fit for government work...

Christ. I don't want to go back to Tonto's.
//End Firewall//

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