Kissing hour number 2, and…

I’m still no closer to actually waking up, despite help from the cold that is mother nature. It sucks. Loads. But, 6.5 hours longer and I can go home. And watch my poor hockey team lose another game. Or maybe I’ll just order pizza. Or maybe not. Maybe I’ll decide if I survive today. With 4 agents currently sitting available… it’s not lookin too pretty.

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