Pita, hummus, my laptop, and
Pita, hummus, my laptop, and me... the recipe for another day working through lunch on my ever growing project list. I wish the market wasn't so bad right now! I could hire some assistance. I'm going crazy. The only people keeping me from going postal right now are Stan Getz, Duke Ellington, and Chick Corea. It amazed me how I get any work done at all. I continue to plug away at this crap and part of my mind is reviewing all the ways I could sharpen my Diet Coke can into a weapon. Heh. Anyhoo, I spent my ENTIRE morning in meetings. I hate meetings. I don't possess the vocabulary to express my hatred of meetings. Fuck Monday... and fuck meetings.
Yeah, but is it good Hummus? That’s all that really matters.
The only GOOD meeting to have on a rainy Monday like this is one with your own personal massage therapist...seems like you are just a bit STRESSED!! I am registered AND I will come to wherever you are. E-mail if you are interested.
P.S. I am not some kind of wierd stalking massage therapist, so no need to freak! I actually know you...met you with some friends one night. I enjoy your web site!
Hummus rules.
oh yeah… aren’t you Jon’s wife’s sister or something? my memory is terrible… sorry
hummus does in fact rule… especially when you go to Fadi’s and they are pulling the pita out of the brick oven as you walk in the door… it kinda makes up your mind for you
so how do you feel about Mondays?
Man...that sounds so good. Now I want hummus for dinner...and can’t have it, since we’re slaughtering pumpkins tonight.
Hummus, baba ganoush (sp), and tabbouleh...yum....I know what I’m having for lunch tomorrow.
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