sneezing. a blocked nose. how do i survive an interview later? my stomach's growling and macdonald's griddles are tempting/teasing/taunting me. more receipts than the last time i handed up to claim. not that it equates to more money. sigh. everything goes back somewhere soon enough. like say... insurance and savings.

so yeah. an hour to go. lemme prep things up and look presentable. do you think i'll have time to swing to macs for lunch? but i'm still craving fish soup. sigh.

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