Of course I feel hungry as soon as I get to work. Of course. Because I won't get an opportunity to eat for at least another three hours.

And you would think that working in a place that smells like sweaty boy feet ALL THE TIME, no matter how often you clean it, would cure me of any desire to eat. Ever. You would think.

You would think wrong.

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Master Jeong. He has killed me. I am sore and shaky all over and my hip - it hurts! He even made me bleed. (Very tiny amount, like not even as much as a paper-cut, but still. There was blood.)

I am destroyed.

Tomorrow should be interesting.

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I'm having a crisis of life here. I just realized my parents are getting old. Now I have known for a while that my mom was showing her age: she's been unwell for too long a time not to have started looking a little older than she really ought. But I noticed the other day that she now walks with the old lady shuffle. When did that happen?! And my ( Read more... )