And am I to understand that SHIELD can help clearing up the matter of qualifications? Because there's a job at the OCME that's caught my eye.
When you're finished whatever it is you're doing, you should know I've checked us in to Kennebunkport's Captain Lord, because it sounded promising. And because it promised a "luxurious yet comfortable" experience, and I don't know how you like your luxury, but I hate mine when it's uncomfortable.You know I googled Storybrooke. I didn't care much for what I found.
» Apologies about not getting back to you the other night. I made an executive decision to ignore my phone and focus on drinking.
» Anyway, it turns out pet shops (unsurprisingly) close long before the bars do.
» If you have a moment free later, you're welcome to come with me to find a replacement rodent.
Who's coming with me to get a new hamster? And a drink. I don't care what order these things happen in.
All right, who's staying and who's going? I would go, but I'm fairly sure that would increase the chances of me becoming a total hermit by at least 50% and I'm hoping there'll be enough of an exodus to make the tower considerably more bearable. Fingers crossed.
So while I'm still going to be freelancing here or there, I've at least landed a permanent job with the New York magazine as a travel writer. More guarantee of money! More traveling, even. If I'm gone for long periods of time, you know why.
And how do you three fare this day?