May. 28th, 2002

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It's cold, grey, and wet outside. I feel a dreadful temptation to have a hot lunch -- involving chips, for instance. (That's fries, for all you American types reading this.) It's not my fault, I'm not to blame, it is the cheerful smell of fries that sets this flame . . .

One of my coworkers has a screensaver of EVERY DAY IS A NEW BEGINNING... cycling across her screen. I'm tempted to ask her, beginning of what? Then again, I might not like the answer. I'm in slightly "The light at the end of the tunnel/Is the light of an oncoming train" cynical mode.

Oh, I just read today's Sluggy Freelance. Well. Well now. That does explain a few things. But where are matters going to go from here?

Am showing coworker the Lord of the Rings Very Secret Diaries. Possible that her cackling is alarming rest of office. Ah well.

Rain has stopped. It will doubtless start again in 50 minutes, which, you guessed it, will coincide with me heading across for lunch.

Chips sounding more and more appealing. Bother diet.

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