Earlier today, during an impromptu packing session, I witnessed much of what I own being folded into suitcases. That's when it occurred to me, hang on a second, I'm hungry.
I know what you're thinking, the red flag shouldn't have been a craving for Cheerios, but I can't help myself sometimes. Right, I know, my thoughts should have been with the suitcase.
So anyhow, there it was, all packed up. I can tell we're not moving or anything, but I'm still pretty lost as to what is going on. From stealing a glance at the corporate day planner I can see it says something about "Pearl." I don't have an Aunt Pearl, do I?
Well, I have to go to sleep. Apparently there's something going on in the morning that I have to get up early for. Don't know what it is, but as soon as I find out, you'll be in the know… you are going to tune in tomorrow, aren't you?
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