I am tired and sick. Someone’s given me the flu. I hate these early sunsets. It’s screwing with my body clock. And it’s cold. Damn cold. And dry, which doesn’t help my sore throat and dry eyes. I’m going to have to wear a third layer. Not everything is bad though. More pics are up of Canada.

There were 8 other job hunters walking along the strip of hotels yesterday. Things are looking bad. I bet Jackson doesn’t even read my blog let alone his past messages.

No, we don’t have a lighter.
No, despite your insinuation that our dinner looks good, you’re not getting any.
Yes, we’ve heard that asking to see the manager about jobs is supposed to work, but it hasn’t for us.
No, we don’t like you. Can you go away?

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