I guess I e-feel better. (sigh)
Sales was a bear. I fought this bear, in a pit, while inebriated lumberjacks and trappers made bets above us. The exact degree to which I defeated this bear will not be evident for a few weeks. But I yet draw breath. The bear failed to kill me, or my mind. So, take that, you ursine jerk.
--12:13 PM, EDT, I'm going to Lima for a bit, then back to studying.
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