chocolate chip bagels
Abomination!
(Sorry, Brooklyn reflexes. Ask one of the old-timers to tell you about the NYCistas in Panera on Saturday morning at the first F2F...)
Kat, nope, no new job, Just a new desk. IN AN OFFICE WITH A DOOR.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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chocolate chip bagels
Abomination!
(Sorry, Brooklyn reflexes. Ask one of the old-timers to tell you about the NYCistas in Panera on Saturday morning at the first F2F...)
Kat, nope, no new job, Just a new desk. IN AN OFFICE WITH A DOOR.
Hey Jessica, is Dylan in preschool now?
I would kill for a bagel from Essa Bagel right now. Even here outside Philly, the bagels just ain't the same.
Kat, nope, no new job, Just a new desk. IN AN OFFICE WITH A DOOR.
Woot!
Abomination!
(Sorry, Brooklyn reflexes. Ask one of the old-timers to tell you about the NYCistas in Panera on Saturday morning at the first F2F...)
I really think I need to hear this story!
Hey Jessica, is Dylan in preschool now?
Yes, though the distinction between preschool and daycare is pretty fuzzy. The place he's at now is 2-6 year-olds with a preschool curriculum during the school year. He won't qualify for NYC public preK until next fall. (And even then we'll probably keep him in his current school because public preK is half-day here, and there's no kindergarten placement advantage for preK students unless they're at their zoned school, where they'd get in ANYWAY.)
Our head IT guy sounds *exactly* like Ricky Gervais. It's quite distracting.
Some equipment was broken at DD, no iced latte this morning. Today was my treat to myself. poop.
Now I have to work and I don't wanna.
I really think I need to hear this story!
I wasn't there myself, but I am sure the upshot was that there are Very Few Actual Bagel Flavors, such as: plain, egg, sesame, onion, garlic, poppyseed, salt, and everything.
My mother and I have chocolate chip bagels every Saturday morning and try to pretend we aren't having chocolate chips for breakfast.
One...Two...Three. Eat a muffin, whitey!
(Does someone have the RIO post on tap, so zuisa knows what the hell I'm talking about?)
Yay, door! There's nothing more precious in cubeland.