Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Lunch with a Book
Lunch these days is a sandwich, a soup and a book ... a damned poor threesome that takes a whole medium water to wash down. Is it *really* obsessive monogamy to want to have lunch with someone you love rather than 300 pages of speculative fiction? Is it technically a foursome if I add a bag of chips? Will I need to talk about this lunch at Confession?
I hate dining in the Evil Corporation's Main Cafeteria.
Feels like cheating.