I have an hour until I can get the hell out of here — generally work, specifically this meeting. I was responsible for hosting this meeting and had to “present”, which was really more like me answering the conslutant’s questions. It was still pretty uncomfortable. But that’s okay, because I’m getting out of here soon and very soon. I think we’re going to the Purim celebration at Nevei Kodesh tonight, but this has not been confirmed. Not that it matters, because I will not be here, in a meeting, suppressing the urge to leap on the conference table and proclaim, “Cheese is God!” or something equally ridiculous.
It’s not my fault. I’m not fit for human society, really.