Food = Love (right?)
Apr. 18th, 2003 07:03 amI am the queen of the radio station. Everyone adores me. Not for my journalistic integrity, sparkling personality or sultry good looks, but because I brought in food. Being Good Friday, we've got a skeleton crew on - one jock per station (ie 3 of them), the sports guy and one newsie (me!) So I figured since we poor schmucks have to work on a holiday, I'd treat us all to a lovely breakfast (or lunch for those who come in at 11) - we've got danishes (assorted jelly-middle flavours), lemon poppyseed muffins, and a bigass bowl of fruit salad. I rock. :)
After work, I'm loading up the cat and heading to Toronto for the weekend. Sure, it won't be a long weekend for me, but that's ok.
(aw hell, I'm such a slob - I just spilled fruit salad juice all down my front. I should not be allowed out in public)
After work, I'm loading up the cat and heading to Toronto for the weekend. Sure, it won't be a long weekend for me, but that's ok.
(aw hell, I'm such a slob - I just spilled fruit salad juice all down my front. I should not be allowed out in public)
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