For some reason I felt compelled to read the plot for The Hills Have Eyes and now I feel queasy. Queasy like a Sunday morning.
I woke up early today to try to get on the ball for a job interview in Duluth, but the dude still hasn't called me back so perhaps it twasn't meant to be. Also applied for a position in Northfield so I'm steadily getting back on the job hunting train.
The past week was spent with my doodlebug.
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| Louis, in..uh...all his glory |
I'm having mixed feelings about my storage space. For one, I am finding I don't want to go to there because it saddens me, but also I don't have much room to put the things I want anyway. Conundrums, aplenty.



Queasy like a Sunday morning. Yes.
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