I woke up too late to make a sandwich this morning, which is what I always intend to do so I don't have to spend money on lunch but I remembered today that I can actually walk home, make lunch, engage myself with some light reading and go back to the office. That's what I did. By the way, pepper doesn't go so well with ham. It's more of a poultry thing.
There was a girl with whom I had this inside joke - we would be compatible if married because we both love Honey Nut Cheerios. Four years later I still love them with the passion of a passion fruit (I couldn't think of anything that was really passionate). I wonder if she still does.
My brother has a sudden interest in ant farming.
There's an utterly brilliant-looking man who lives down the hall from me. Let me try to describe him: he looks German. Maybe like one of the nihilists on The Big Lebowski if they had longer hair, like Dirk Nowitzki. But he dresses in the very metropolitan professional style that is pushed by retailers like Banana Republic. I'd like to sit down and listen to this guy talk about the differences in IPAs when you use different varieties of hops, since I think that's something he might know about.
