layers

The lamest work lunch is usually a sandwich.

I hate the wind.  I want a peacoat.  How am I going to survive this winter?  Layers.
Stuck between a rainstorm and a windstorm.  I feel I'm going to need a sturdier umbrella.
I'm distracted- this is going against my expectations.  Is it still fun to crush when you never see the person?  Already worried about things down the line.  Is there such a thing as pre-worrying?  Frustrated by ancient machinery.  I'm over this stupid surface tension recorder.  The greatest success was eating for free for an entire day yesterday.  Yessss.

The lamest work lunch is usually a sandwich... unless it's this sandwich (actually there are two).
I love fixings.
mozzarella
tomatoes
red onion
cucumber
sprouts
egg
asparagus
pickled jalepeno
red peppers
lemon hummus
Love of sandwiches.  Joey and I have that in common.