Once more unto the veggie patch

Misery loving company and all, I have joined naudia and audiovile in embarking on South Beach again. Naturally, this means I immediately have cravings for fruit and bread.

I seem to be starting to like orange peppers, though.

And in the "you snooze, you lose" department:

Pace just called me, six weeks after I applied, to ask if I could come in for an interview. Sorry lads, ya done missed the boat!

Sort of too-bad, as the locations would have made my commute less of a stinker, but I think it probably would have ended up with lower pay and not as interesting. (It may develop that the interestingness at Hunter will be of the Chinese curse variety, of course.)