The lunchtime Haiku time:
Curry for dinner
Curry for lunch the next day
Oooh...that's just icky. Icky and messy. Icky, messy and smelly....I better not get curry for lunch then!
Monday comes again
Food lets us escape the grind
That's noicer. Much noicer. But more depressing.
I'm going to buy my lunch in a vain attempt to enjoy the day. Life. Don't talk to me about life!
Insult of the week:
"WHEN WORDS COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, ALL IQs IN THE AREA SUDDENLY DROP SHARPLY AND PAINFULLY."
PS Louise would be SOOOO proud of my not so subtle hidden quote from one of her favourite shows.
PPS Nerdness (aka geekiness) is appropinquity transferable