I got a job... I got a job, I got, a job...! I got a-
[A pause, and a faint recorded stomach grumble. The rest of the entry's recorded.]
...Uh oh.
[Another grumble, this time louder. Her voice gets somewhat pained towards the end.]
Ohhhh boy. ...I don't think that bread's agreeing with me...![The journal's thrown down for the moment as Liz
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