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I'm home. Started the new job Monday, spent three days in Orlando. That's the cool part, the uncool part is. . .

Thanks to three days over-consumption of light beer and too much salty food, I no longer fit in my 34 inch pants.

Hopefully, at some point between now and Monday I will crap something fierce and get the old waist back where it belongs.

I'm not saying that I'm HUGE or anything, but my previously elegant, piano player-like fingers now look like a mass of uncooked chorizo.

So, I'm only wearing fat pants from now on. Drawstring only.


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