Class Distinctions
I am watching the cascading mist of snow outside my window. I am still having my window honeymoon, in case you didn't know. It will be a real bummer when they kick us out of these offices. I hate to be pessimistic, but I don't see how paeons like us can have it this good for too long.
Well, the latest news is that the kids apparently think I'm an unstoppable brownie-eating machine. I made some brownies a few nights ago, and I guess Giselle came up to Amanda and asked her to hide them from me before I ate them all. And I can just picture Harrison standing right there, "Yeah. Hide the brownies." Of course, I heard this all second-hand. I was probably occupied at the time, slumped in the living room easy chair, dark crumbles spilled down my shirt and chocolate smeared across my lips.
Kevin @ 2:48PM | March 19th 2003
Oh man, your kids are so damn cute. I can actually see the thought process working its way through her head that if you made them, you must like them. And if you like them, you might eat them all! And then we'll never have any!
You should sit down and eat all the rest of the brownies in an orgy of chocolatey goodness, just to see the horrified looks on their faces.
Sancho @ 8:42PM | March 20th 2003
Syn, is this some sort of private fan club? What sort of pledge ritual do you have?
Isam, make sure that your office mate, Rob (is he a furrinner?), knows of this site.