When you're lazy (like me) and are seated near a vending machine < 10 steps from your cube, you will find yourself with a renewed relationship with said machine. As the kids would say, "we're back together again." I'm feeling pangs that I might want to make a committment. Maybe we'll renew our vows or something. Who knows?
A bag of Lays, a bag of Doritos, and a Snickers bar (thanks a lot, Shan) for lunch today (so far, as of
1:30 EST, 2:30 EST).
I am never going to lunch again unless I am dragged out the door kicking & screaming by someone, am I?