Off Like Rimsky-Korsakoff

I’m sneaking out of work early (big whoop, half an hour) since my boss and her boss are in Paris for some big company shindig. If only my sole officemate would stop chatting about Wite-Out and other fascinating subjects. (Speaking of officemates . . . Eroica seems to have disappeared — she was supposedly going to “work outside” around 10 a.m. this morning. That little scamp!)

I had delicious beef pho for lunch, but now I’m starving. Must stop at the grocery on the way home. If anyone has any ideas about what I should cook for dinner, send ‘em my way. . . .



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