This Sandwich Hurts
15 February 2001
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This Sandwich Hurts
15 February 2001
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2:59 PM: Being at work is making me sick. Nothing new, really, but that's the news of my day so far. I got a "Western BBQ Beef" sandwich for lunch, some kind of tepid tomato-sauce-on-beef thing with lettuce, which really doesn't go with the Western BBQ part in my mind. I should have got some generic sudafed at Walgreen's yesterday.
Oh yeah. I was out sick yesterday. That plus two meetings and various doctor's appointments this week has left me with about, oh, 14 hours to finish everything I have yet to do related to this project. No problem.
I'm trapped by guilt and avarice. And this scar tissue is broken again. French people are ruining my bar. What's your story?
8:42 PM: And here's a depressingly accurate example of why the Left in America is a joke. Sigh.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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