over a tub of salad
May 10, 2005here i am in the office, eating what was supposed to be my lunch. a tubful of leaves with a spatter of squid rings, mangoes and grapes, and a generous dollop of some tasty but only slightly creamy dressing.
pacey called to check if i was working late because if so he would be coming to work with me on that project we were supposed to be working on, or more accurately, that i am helping him out on. a possibility flashed in my mind and then i lied to him and said that i was almost leaving. that was an hour ago, and i am still here finishing up on some bits and pieces and eating my tub of salad. briefly i thought it would be nice for him to see me in my white skirt and really hip top which i got from chatuchak market. but then i am also tired and crampy and in no mood to play tv show.
