The Temptress, Part I

I have been hired as a secretary at the temp office! Good god. I have to be there at eight tomorrow. The thing about having a real job is that it reminds one of what one would rather be doing, thereby whittling one's mind to a fine point of will during one's off hours. If one is not too knackered. The other good thing about this (apart from staying out of debtors prison) is that I can memorize lyrics while I walk to work. To be an artist, one must walk!...or so I've heard.