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[plonq]

I managed to get today's luncheon cancelled and rescheduled for a future, undetermined date.  It only seemed fair, since one of the key recipients is off work with his arm in a cast.

Now I'm sitting at my desk nibbling on prune yogurt and wishing that I'd packed a real lunch.

Maybe I can find some stale, half-finished food in one of my desk drawers.  Hm, what is the vintage of these chips?