As much as I try to bring my lunch to work, in the hopes of saving money, it never happens. So I went to the pay-by-pound deli today and purchased some beef and broccoli. It was salty and delicious. It was also very tough, apparently, because just as I was about to dig into the last slivers of beef, the plastic fork broke violently against the pressure. Instead of getting a new fork from the kitchen, though, I just kept eating. That's right. I wasn't even phased by it. It was like I was Ethiopian, only without the humongous spongy bread.
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Yep, I keep telling myself I'm gonna bring my lunch... laziness prevails. And damn good (don't have to do the dishes) food.
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