Jaycie and Max are making me lunch. I think we’re playing some sort of restaurant game. Jaycie took my order on a notebook and Max proclaimed himself chef. This is probably not one of my better ideas, playing along with this. I suspect the mess in the kitchen will not be worth the “fun” we’re [...]

In a few minutes I have to leave for what will likely be the very last lunchclub with my former posse from Hell, Inc. On Saturday Al, the cutest girl on Earth™, will pack up a UHaul and leave us for Fargo, ND. On Monday she starts a new job.
I was chatting with her earlier [...]

The speed of which I can convince my co-workers to eschew their healthy, packed lunches in favor of greasy Thai food because I have a hangover is absolutely mind boggling.