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The meeting with the nurse at the clinic went about as well as I might have expected it would. It took virtually no time at all, and she didn't seem overly impressed by the size or weight of my rack; but on the plus side she was seemed like a very nice person, and I was struck by her beautiful name, though I didn't tell her so. She caught on pretty easily that I was mostly there to get rid of my chest for psychological reasons than physical, and so she told me she'd send a referral to the surgeons. The wait is going to be long now, and if I get to see someone, my expectations are fairly low - the nurse told me with a special sort of smile when I asked her flat out if there was any chance to get rid of all of it, that no, nobody would do that. So it seems it's private clinic or nothing.. But we'll see what comes from waiting, won't we?
On the plus side, last night's chili pot was the best bang I've made so far. Tonight's attempt at vindaloo was an amazing and successful explosion of flavours as well. And just now I grabbed myself by the balls and finally applied for that position at Big Fish Games.
Tomorrow holds more adventures, meetings, and embarrassing phone calls as I have to beg a couple of companies not to kill us for being late with our bills, as we are still as broke as a pair of church mice. But this is a good thing: at least stuff is happening!
On the plus side, last night's chili pot was the best bang I've made so far. Tonight's attempt at vindaloo was an amazing and successful explosion of flavours as well. And just now I grabbed myself by the balls and finally applied for that position at Big Fish Games.
Tomorrow holds more adventures, meetings, and embarrassing phone calls as I have to beg a couple of companies not to kill us for being late with our bills, as we are still as broke as a pair of church mice. But this is a good thing: at least stuff is happening!