and den...
someone just came up to my desk and said, "i'm hungry" and starts looking over my pseudo-wall (like the exact opposite of the great wall of china), scouring every surface for food. granted, i usually have some pretty great snacks (thank you trader joes), but since when did my office become the camp canteen? and by camp i mean prison.i need out. where's that cute guy who always looks angry yet thoughtful on that show that's on right before 24? i bet he could help me (in more ways than one)...
posted by erica @ 5:50 PM
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