Saturday 6/15/2002:

I'm in a dark room eating breakfast/lunch with Peter (Susannah's boss). He was talking to me about getting me a job at his company. He discussed it for a while and finally put in a call to his boss. The boss wasn't there and Peter left him a message. He said I'd be good for some specific task (inventory?) that some woman was currently doing. Since her contract was coming up (and she wasn't that good at her job to begin with), I'd be a good candidate for the job. I just sat and listened the whole time while trying to spoon up some chicken curry and rice. There were some other people milling around the room.