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I've gone through about 300 companies in my spreadsheet already. The sound of rain fills my head, in place of coherent thought. I feel physically weighed down by all the sludge I drank at the office, and am hoping fervently that I won't start bulging in unstrategic locations as a result of not exercising much in the next few days or weeks.

Stares blankly at the screen...

Door bell rings.

That would be Lionel and Webster returning from their walk. Time to get back to work.