Why, why, why am I a journalist? I’m in Lisbon, preparing to interview a British band you may or may not have heard of (for the record, it’s not Coldplay), and suddenly freaking out about the prospect of asking personal questions of people I don’t know.
As if I’ve never done that before.
Am I becoming British or am I just tired?
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For the record: Lost 2.5 pounds this week, for a total of 18. But still not a change in clothing size. Sigh.
*clue to band's identity. Your prize, if it can be called such, will be having the song in your head for the rest of the day.
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