Thursday, May 20, 2004
I met yesterday with a suit-wearing man, and was made a pretty darn good offer. I'm still going to look around and see what my options are, which means I need to hold my cards close to the chest for the time being. More on this later.
And speaking of my chest, I just came back from the doctor, having a mole removed. I can only say this: There's nothing quite like the smell of burning flesh, especially when it's your own.