WFL?
Feel free to replace this if the regularly scheduled poster shows up. I just couldn't leave the blog empty.
Jada
16 servings of cheap pilsner last night? Attracted to a 6” seafood sandwich you saw being ordered and need someone to talk to? Feel like something pasta-y, but not exactly? This is what terrorizes our nation’s workers every day. It is ever-present, in the back of our minds--riding on the train, up the elevator, in that meeting. But these are simply facets of the one great question. The answer to which must be provided before we can ever grasp contentment. What’s for lunch?
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Phew. Thought it was all crashing to a halt at 364 for a second.
Salad...maybe some chili.
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