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At work again… the fog outside is so thick we can’t see across the street. It’s nifty. I’m really hungry right now.

This is what I posted about work and frustration and stuff in the Secret Forums. I can’t describe how much I feel like I’m on the edge of just losing my mind here.

Wouldn’t it suck if I went to this meeting tonight, talked to the guy, found out it was perfect, but he couldn’t afford to pay me what I need to make? That would just rock… I wish Jay knew about the AT&T thing by now… it would make life much easier.

I don’t hurt from yoga today… I’m a bit stiff, but I don’t hurt. This is a good thing.