There's also cold pizza calling to me from the fridge.
I'm sorry for the brevity of this post. After I get me some pizza, I have to throw together a dessert for a potluck at my new job. A person I've never met is leaving. I don't really care about this soon-to-be ex-coworker. However, I'm trying to play nice with the other kids on the playground.
Saint Marty hopes nobody wants to play dodge ball.
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