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So here's what's up

I got rejected by the first of those three agents. Impersonal form letter. No useful info.

We're all trucking off to see Capt S this morning. Bringing gifts, fixing tech. Whatever the heck.

We have to be back home before 2PM.

You may now place your bets on whether or not Capt S lets us leave before 2PM.

But because of that, I have to get a wriggle on with my shit.

Place your bets. Place your bets...