I'm preparing to get smacked around this afternoon in my meeting by eating tasty comfort food: graham crackers in milk. I know, I know, you're all disgusted. But I don't care. If TJ's reading this, he'll have my back.
I'm also hoping they will help me to feel less like ick.
The interview went well yesterday morning, I'll fill in more later on tonight. For now I should run back to the grindstone.