I got the grenade done. There must be 400 rhinestones on that thing. All superglued on. One just fell off when I picked it up but that was an isolated incident I'm sure. Now available for purchase at Reed's Haberdashery.
One week out. There must be things to do to get ready for a trip like this but you get close enough to the journey and it's like staring through a dirty curtain at a roomful of angry demons. The terror grips you and your brain goes cold and numb. Everything turns blurry and all you can hear is the air conditioner and that's all you want to hear. I made a list with a bunch of check boxes next to things like ''vote' and 'traveler's cheques'. And wash the sheets. There's super glue on the sheets. The next two months will be illuminated with very important questions that must be asked and must be answered.
Morgan sent me a few shirts to pass around to people. I got two left, I figure I'll give them to the VP and the Business Development guy down at the mill. It was an honest job and sometimes all a guy needs is a chance. You could let a beard grow there and wear any color socks you wanted and there wasn't any hassles.
Reed called last night and held forth for 40 minutes in the proud tradition of the felonious bloviator that he practically invented.
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