It is really Wednesday evening.
I am 27 hours away from having my food card loaded.
Tim, my caseworker happened to have a 3 pound bag of oatmeal in a box of "unwanted" food -stuff that residents had gotten from various sources and had left for someone else.
I now have enough food to stay in tonight, if I want to; but I will probably go out and play, because, as someone once said: to win you have to play.
Tim, my caseworker happened to have a 3 pound bag of oatmeal in a box of "unwanted" food -stuff that residents had gotten from various sources and had left for someone else.
I now have enough food to stay in tonight, if I want to; but I will probably go out and play, because, as someone once said: to win you have to play.
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