The vending machine at work. And oh my Jeebus. It doesn't just have chips and gum and Pop Tarts and sodas. It...it has... ICE CREAM. Specifically STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE BARS. One small flight of stairs away lives a treasure trove of artificially flavored goodness.
I ate (inhaled) one today while I typed with one finger and couldn't stop grinning like a fool. It took all the strength I had not to buy a second. In the end, the stairs won.
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if being at work and/or out and about makes you a more interesting person, i am the most terrific bore i know.
and god i LOVE being boring.
ditto!
(p.s. i took down the part of the post kalen's referring to b/c i guess the tone was weird. i told you. i don't know how to do the internets anymore.)
ice cream vending machine! what the? can i come work with you? please?! we have a ghetto ass machine w/ all the regular stale chips & moldy chocolate bars. ok so they're not stale or moldy but STILL. ice cream! man, i'm missing out.
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OMG I have not had a strawberry shortcake bar in YEARS. Yum.
Side note: I love my work at home mom self so much more than my road rage when I get off the 101 commuter self.
i used to get those bars all the time at bu. and then pretend to nap on those wierd bench things that rose out of the floor...
Ohhh that looks yum. I haven't had a good ice cream in forever. (Two weeks.)
You know was is severely underated? ICE CREAM SANDWICHES. It's like a sandwich. It's like ice cream. It's the best of all possible worlds.
OMG I love those bars.
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