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aaaaaaaahhhhh god.

i have a new job.

i am a "produce clerk".

it's more exciting than it seems! and more glamorous! it's in a "fine food" store, so i get to stock shelves with antipastos and pestos from italy, fancy artisnal pastas, truffle oil and the like. i eat expired 70% cocoa chocolates as well as past-sell dufflet cakes. last night i got to take home salmon kebabs for dinner. it was the "taste of little italy" festival this weekend and i ate close to 20 oysters...at least 10 of them on friday night. i now have hair on my chest (not really).

it's gruelling, but certainly worthwhile. my old office manager at the university called me back, too, to do a "project" auditing meeting spaces on campus for their accessibility. this has yet to start, but it will be a nice cushy accompaniament to the 9-hour grunt-fests of hauling boxes and running around at the store.

i have a few days off this week to recuperate. pride is this weekend. i work weekends. and funnily enough, though this is my first pride as a "single" in quite some time, i didn't really want the time off. i'll go out sunday night, but man, i gotta get the skank-on successfully soon or else this is bound to be a depressing summer.