No Harry and the Potters for me.
So, tomorrow I start at Cafe Brazil. And I'm really nervous. Why am I so nervous? Because I'm finally escaping the suffocating grasp my other job has had on me for the past three years? Who knows. I guess it's not that big of a deal. Onward and out, as Peter Pan would say. ...didn't he say that?
Anyways
I think I'm going to start reading:
when I find the time between learning about
the pyloric sphincter and wishing I were someplace else, of course.