things are not good. I have an interview tomorrow, it’s in Paris, it’s gonna take me a hundred years to travel there, in a business suit no less. I don’t know shit. Weather forecast is bleek too.
I had my first fight with Brendan since I got here, since a very long time. It was horrible. I am horrible. I haven’t had a single bite to eat all day. I hope we can make it.
I’m so cold…weather forecast is bleek
when it rains, it pours.