One of my boyfriend's friends' girlfriends recently bought a jar of Marmite while they were here visiting us in New York City. And she claimed that she likes to spread a little on a piece of bread for breakfast every morning, that she eats it on naan and waffle and pancake. And really enjoys it.
Those of us who have tasted Vegemite secretly call her a liar.
I CAN NOT believe these pictures. My fat neck. Fat chin. Fat everything klajdsglk and me pouting and pulling awful faces! It's not really a tour de force for me? But i like that you like these photos. God knows what the dentist will do to my smile today.
That picture of the office building is awesome. It looks, to me, as if the offices without the lights on have somehow run away from the building, leaving nothing but empty blackness behind as placeholders while they enjoy themselves for the weekend. Or perhaps the black hole offices were simply packed up by their occupants, neatly folded into themselves like those impossible-to-successfully-resmoosh tents or laundry bags. Do you know what I mean, those random items that are supposed to be so easy to cart around in small form and then - sproing - pop up and use in full-size and never, ever un-sproing in quite the same easy way? I'm picturing Mr. Overworked Businessperson throwing his hands up in the air late on Friday and declaring 'I am going home NOW!' but instead of being able to just leave his work at the office, he steps out the door, pulls a special tab and glomps the whole space into his teeny-tiny briefcase and resolves to pop it out again in the crawlspace next to the pantry after the kids have gone to bed. And all of the
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