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So, Who Stole My Pizza?
So, Who Stole My Pizza?
So, Who Stole My Pizza?
This is a look into our (messy, gross, packed, you pick your favorite term) fridge at the office.  That pizza box held my bread sticks from last night.  My pizza?  That seems to be gone.
Someone Died In The Fridge
Someone Died In The Fridge
Someone Died In The Fridge
Brenda and I share a desk/cubicle type thing.  So when we get off the air, she goes to that computer and I head anywhere that doesn't annoy her, which is usually in another county.  After 5 hours together in a small slightly padded room with a huge window, we need some space and as much as we love each other, sitting just inches between us isn't quite enough...