Wednesday, May 26, 2004

I'm at work right now. The Hamilton Spectator. I bought lunch in their cafeteria. The staff laughed because I didn't order my usual BLT on a plain bagel with soup. I bought the spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread instead.

Sitting here in my seat, I'm reading stuff on Slate.com criticizing the New York Times about the sensationalist stories they penned that never panned-out; also trying to look busy at my cubicle. I'm halving meatballs and putting each side on a Premium Plus cracker and seeing how many I can fit into my mouth. One. Wait ... if I sandwich an entire meatball between two ... Oh God! My jaw!

Good stuff. Mmm, dry after-taste

The spaghetti is made from wholewheat, by the way.

Must take good care of this figure, donchaknow.

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