I live close enough to the office that I get the fuck out of Dodge during my lunch break. Didn't eat anything today because I was busy tearing my place apart to find something my wife helpfully "organized" for me before forgetting where she put it.
Now I'm hungry as hell and drooling at the prospect of making some spaghetti sauce, baked zucchini, and garlic bread for dinner. Carb coma . . . I'm on my way!
Now I'm hungry as hell and drooling at the prospect of making some spaghetti sauce, baked zucchini, and garlic bread for dinner. Carb coma . . . I'm on my way!