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I finally got that other job I was looking for, again, on the recommendation of a friend. Apparently, I am completely unable to get a job under my own power. Time for me to make Powerful Friends who can set me up later in life.
Anyway, this job? Fucking fantastic food. Today, I ate a sandwhich with brie, honey, apples, and mixed greens. They heat it, and the brie melts and eeerrrrrrnnnnn. Incoherency rapidly ensues.
The girl I was training with today, Paola, asked me for dieting tips. As in, "You're so skinny. I'm always trying to lose weight." (fyi: she's probably 10 pounds skinnier than me (btw: what a weird foray into Girl World. Both of us are looking at the other and thinking that she looks better. Weird Shit, man.))
Anyway, this job? Fucking fantastic food. Today, I ate a sandwhich with brie, honey, apples, and mixed greens. They heat it, and the brie melts and eeerrrrrrnnnnn. Incoherency rapidly ensues.
The girl I was training with today, Paola, asked me for dieting tips. As in, "You're so skinny. I'm always trying to lose weight." (fyi: she's probably 10 pounds skinnier than me (btw: what a weird foray into Girl World. Both of us are looking at the other and thinking that she looks better. Weird Shit, man.))