Veggies are much better than wedgies, I always say.
Ahhhh, Friday morning. It’s a beautiful morning, and if I’m not mistaken, we’ve been promised temperatures in the 70s today. As the weather starts to warm up, I begin to compulsively day dream about being anywhere but inside despite the ball and chain that has me locked to my desk, and though a little uninspired, that dream brings me most often to my lunch hour. Having worked on the mall for many years now, lunch can kind of become a Ron Burgundy (that’s a Big Deal for those of you that aren’t keeping up) because on the one hand you’ve got all these great places to frequent, and on the other hand, frequent becomes the highly operative word in that sentence.
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