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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

I've been making sandwiches out of Thanksgiving leftovers. I started with turkey, but added Busha Browne's Jamaican Jerk rub to jack it up a notch. Last night I made a pumpkin pie with whipped cream sandwich. It was decent. There's a container of apple crisp, some whipped cream, and sweet potatoes still to go, so I'll report back on those. And hey, if you think this is ridiculous maybe you've never seen the sandwich offerings in a British convenience store.

I switched to a different department at my employer in the last month or two. With that, the fact that I am enrolled in a master's degree program, and a laundry list of quarrels with friends and city inspectors and people who seem only to want to make life harder for no reason at all, posting here has not been a priority. It is hard to be inspired when the only thing going through your mind is "fuck this" and "fuck that."

Memo to the night cleaning or security person who has been enjoying my cubicle while I am away, just in case you happen to be reading: when you play with the c. 1962 squeaky toy plastic cat with bobbing eyelids that is on my desk, please return it to where you found it when done. When you are done using my phone, please return it to the position in which you found it. And don't use that Sun Microsystems note pad. Bring your own fucking paper. Lastly, I hope you enjoy the tacks I am putting on the chair when I leave tonight.

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