Ahhhhh, the perks of living 5 minutes from home. First spring time BBQ lunch of the year. Too bad I was so low on propain that I could only give one burner enough juice to work. After half an hour of cooking a chicken boob I realized it was not safe to eat it, and I had to rush out to go to a meeting. I chucked the chicken for the animals that roam our backyard, and I had two slices of cheese and left for work. Still, a better lunch than most. FUCK YOU SNOW! DON'T COME BACK!
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ReplyDeleteI would think living five minutes from home would suck.
ReplyDeleteNaw dood. Leave for work at 8:55. I can do a poop trip, which takes a good 15 minutes round trip. Come home for lunch and a nap. Total perks.
DeleteRe-read your post. And my comment.
ReplyDeleteFading Jables ....
Context is key! Fading Jables indeed....I should go home for a power nap.
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