Hungry. SO. HUNGRY...
11:00am: When I open my hangbag to retrieve my phone, I find a half eaten bun that I'd stashed in there on Thursday.
Hmm. Still looks good...
12:15: After rummaging around in the bottom of my bag for a pen, I found two licorice allsorts, covered in lint, dog hair and something suspiciously sticky and brown...
1:00pm: couldn't come soon enough.
After the fast was broken the afternoon was bearable. I made it to my in-car snack (4:15pm) with no trouble, but thereafter the GATES OF HELL had opened.
I might never make it...
"I am just going outside and may be some time..."