lml feels as if she's been hit by a semi, or if not a semi, at least like a whole heard of skinheads moshed in her general vacinity, stomping on her feet as often as possible. yes my friends, 13 hours of work in one day will ruin you. lml discovered that it is quite difficult to carry two plates on one arm and hold one in the other hand whilst somehow miraculously teleporting a pepper mill into, well whatever you have left to carry it with. perhaps your thumb? armpit? ahh who knows. then after your forearms are sufficiently deceased, scoop ice cream for four more hours. yes, tomorrow lml will be sore from working too much, and will have found the extent of her burn scars. hooray!! there's nothin like a first day on the job to make you want to crawl in a hole, become a hermit, and use only the bardering system. maybe you could weave baskets out of your plentiful amount of human hair? that would be a good trade eh? you do have that ridiculously large beard you know. just a few feet off won't hurt anyone. yea, okay sleep.
-lml