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Yesterday I went to the Produce Station, with the goal of spending an obscene amount of money on prepared food.  When the masked person behind the counter (and the plexiglass) asked whether I'd found everything okay, I shared with her that that was my goal, and she seemed to think I'd pulled it off.

But I've been having an extraordinarily frustrating work day, which is only now about over, and I'm hungry, and I don't even want to heat up the rest of the squash-and-kale thing or the cheesy-creamy tortellini, and the thought of the cold milk in cereal is unappealing, and Pizza House is open until 4 am, and delivers.  And they sent a 15% off 15 bucks or more coupon in the email today (though I had to go to the Trash to retrieve it).

That reminds me--- the mail hadn't arrived when I took my stroll out to the box today.  I saw the truck at something like 6:30.  But maybe I'll wait for tomorrow.  Retrieving delivery food from the porch seems like enough.

Just another coupla weeks and life'll settle down, somewhat.

Right now I really don't like my new job.  But I'm glad to have it.  So there's that.


I'm quite behind on my friends page.  I'll catch up with y'all.  Probably this weekend.

The Tampa Bays just caught up with the Houstons, I see.  Exciting.
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