Batting .500
So I had cheese pizza for lunch, had something small with no meat before going to work, and at 3 minutes to midnight I was thinking I could eat meat again and maybe go out for a burger, and suddenly remembered the bag of beef jerky on the desk that I had been snacking on about an hour beforehand.
So close.
Posted on February 23, 2013, in Life and tagged life. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.
nightskyradio 
(Clasps hands reverenty, tilts head piously, gazes heavenward) God honors the intention.
In my (not-very-strong) defense, it wasn’t my usual night to work, so it threw of my routine somewhat. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
*sigh* And we had even discussed having an omlette du fromage. 🙂
Still can. I’ll be over Friday.
I used to have that Steve Martin album.
Ha, we still have it. Do you think HHG would ever throw out an LP? No, he would not. Much to my consternation.
Speaking of consternation – I misspelled omelette. Zut alors!
Zut alors . . . That had to be a Zappa reference!
Sacre Bleu!
No reference to anything, it just needed to be said.