Just when I thought that my money has run out, along came a proposal from my younger brother: that I monitor his new fish-ball business during the anitcipated dawn masses. Yes, he's going to be my boss. And yes, I accepted his proposal. It was a bright idea, after all. I'd better warm up my fishball/squidball/kikiam cooking skills.
Business starts Friday night.
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