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There was something so completely desperate about my mid-morning office scavenging. Of course, my whole plight is a little sad. Last night I was informed that I had to be at the office at 8:00. No one else would be there, and I was to sit around and wait for last minute christmas packages to get in --mainly a box of salmon which would not survive another week in the mail.
LC is calling me! I don't wnt to be here!
That half a grapefruit I scarfed at 7:30 wore off around 9:30. And then the silence of the office and the rudeness of people calling also kicked in. I made a foray into the kitchen, and I must say my first discoveries were not at all impressive.
The freezer is usually a veritable cornacopia of frozen sweets, but this morning, all its icy depths could offer was 3 pints of seafood gumbo or a Hungry Man fiesta lunch. Dissapointing to say the least. The fridge was just as desolate, offering only pickles, mayonaise, coke Zero, and beer. There was a plate of dried fudge on the counter, but it looked more like something people scrape off the bottom of their shoes. I finally found a bag of very buttery popcorn, and after succcesfully popping a golden bag, I settled in to watch tv on the internet (YAY for NBC.com and their posting of full episoded of Las Vegas, 30 Rock, and Friday Night Lights).
Now Im sitting in LC, waiting for Jordan to get out of the shower. Sushi then a bonfire, gooooood night my friends!