I'm sitting at the restaurant that my son worked at until last week, using my blackberry to enter thism
I hate waiting. I do it poorly.
I'm waiting for my son's ex-boss to arrive so we can discuss his going-away party.
I'm also standing by to get a text message from junior to let me know that he's out of his interview so I can call him.
My legs are twitching. My hair is a ball of frizz from running my fingers through it. Hair product can only do so much. I'm not drinking decaf. That is a mistake.
Could his interview have run one hour long?
I'll let you know.
Hunger Moon now available for review!
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